The Remix: That One Time I went to the Club
Welcome to Day 3 of Brainiac Blogmas
It’s another edition of The Remix featuring me your host, Reniece Baker. This week we will talk about one of my more intriguing times at a nightclub.
***This Story Contains Aliases***
First off, I have been out to clubs numerous times but this occasion was probably the most interesting. It was a Wednesday night and if you are a UCF student, then you know that means Wine Down and Wall to Wall Wednesday. Wine Down is the perfect pregame to Wall to Wall because it starts at 5 and ends at 10. Wine down provides endless liquor with good vibes and there’s limited movement necessary. It’s mostly about fun conversations and a 2 step. Wall to Wall is the complete opposite, it’s the typical club scene but 10x funnier because the age can range from 18-50+.
The spring 2019 semester was finally winding down and it was the Wednesday after finals so it was about to be lit. Due to having our last final on Wednesday, Akayla and I decided to skip out on Wine Down and just go to Wall to Wall at Gilt. Gilt, for us, is a very chill and funny event. We usually have about 2 to 4 drinks which are not that strong since they are free and then people watch for the night. Depending on the dj, we may hear about a 10 minute Caribbean/Afro-beats section and that’s most likely the only time we are doing anything other than a 2 step. So, we’re at Gilt and it’s crowded AF but it’s a great vibe. Drinks and laughs are flowing and we see friends all around but for the most part it’s just us two laughing at everyone.
Around 12, Akayla and I decide to head to the outskirts of the dance floor which is when we see our 2 main guy friends, Jordan and Ronny. They are complete polar opposites but they are FINE. Jordan is skinny, light-skinned with a laid-back vibe. He likes to drink and observe while Ronny is the center of attention when he steps in the room. Ronny is around 6’2, dark-skinned and the man can dress.
Anyways, watching them walk up to us, you can already tell they are a little tipsy. They have these big ass smiles on their faces and this glint in their eyes that just lets us know they about to do some wild shit. Ronny comes up first and hugs both of us at the same time. He’s squeezing us, telling us we’re his favorite duo and Akayla and I are just laughing. Ronny finally lets me go but still has a hold on Akayla so I just leave them to go greet Jordan.
Now, Jordan is that one friend that is naturally flirtatious but once that man gets liquor into his system, he is smooth talking you right out them panties especially with the bedroom eyes. Of course, my awkward ass has the worst luck because 70% of the time I am his intended victim for teasing. Let me be clear, I absolutely adore Jordan as a friend but all of our games of cat and mouse are just teasing. It has not nor will it ever go anywhere past friendship but drunk Jordan loves to push the boundaries. Anyways, the night goes on, Akayla and I dance, drink, and have fun.
Around 1:30, we decide to call it a night since we were trying to be semi-responsible adults and rest before work. The guys had already been roaming the club and being social. Akayla and I decided to still say our goodbyes. Of course, they were each talking to separate groups of girls. We did not want to interrupt but we also know they would not have been happy if we left without saying anything. We approached Ronny first since he was the closest. He was in a deep conversation with this girl and she was definitely ready for whatever he was suggest. We tried to be as quick and as brief as possible but he abruptly ends his conversation to pull us into a hug. He’s trying to convince us to stay longer and I glance to my left and ole girl is staring daggers at me. Damn sis, it’s not my fault he’s more interested in where we are going than what he was telling you.
Eventually I am able to wiggle myself out of Ronny’s grip but realizing that he has no intention of letting Akayla go, I wrestle her from his hug to say bye to Jordan. Since we are AWKWARD AF, we try to just wave at him since he’s talking to group of 5 girls but he is NOT having it. I don’t even think he said bye to the girls. He just does a quick little shuffle to us, asking us where we’re going.
When he finally accepts that we’re leaving, he gives each of us a hug. Jordan pulls in and the hug is nice and tight with the rocking. It was a little longer than typical and when Akayla leans back slightly, he’s giving her a sexy smirk with bedroom eyes. Akayla shuts it down automatically, telling him to save it for his hoes.
I’m chuckling and Akayla disappears to go talk to Ronny who is still trying to convince us to stay. As I’m hugging him, my cheek is suddenly wet and I just feel a tongue on my face licking me from my jawline to the top of my cheek. All I could do was ask if this man really just licked my face. Jordan pulls away and just smirks at me before walking away. I finally get some sense into my head and grab Akayla up and hurry my ass out the club before anything gets worse.
We get home safely and we called them just to make sure they do too, especially after how much they were drinking. Since then Jordan has denied licking me but with Akayla there as witness, I know I did not imagine it. But I am not surprised because he barely remembered anything that happened that night. Jordan is very respectful and if he thought that I was uncomfortable, he would have definitely backed off and respected my boundaries. We’re still great friends and I see him occasionally. The moral of the story is to try not to get licked by random men. Surprisingly, that was not the only time that I have been licked before but that’s a story for another day.
This brings this edition of The Remix to a close.
Send us stories of your most interesting times in the club and don’t forget to check in tomorrow for our official Christmas Playlist on Day 4 of Brainiac Blogmas.
