For some reason, everyone we know is having their birthdays this month. Which means copious amounts of wine and laughter, with glittery presents and gossip about all the people that we used to know. Some birthdays have been metal concerts where we're the only people to show up in appropriate outfits, others have been family affairs where we definitely haven't been dressed in appropriate outfits.
M had planned a night out with the girls - A, J and L - for cocktails and dancing at a hip hop club which they all grudgingly agreed to, because although rock n roll is more their thing it's not M's and it was about time she got to choose and well, she's been a little down lately. A was annoyed because she ditched her boss's birthday to meet up with the others in the city but it took her an hour to find them since L has no sense of direction and J's instructions on the phone were incomprehensible. By this point L was thirsty so a quick stop was made for free Maccas water but J mysteriously disappeared. Apparently she was meeting up with Motley Crue because it was his birthday. So ditched.
Luckily the others were so wasted on chilli mai tais (way too spicy, by the way) they didn't even really notice, especially when A and L were cheering on M making out with an excellent dancer she'd spotted across the bar. E could never dance, and it's nice to see M happy again.