A lonely Latina architect exploring her desires at a adult club, unexpectedly running into someone from her past.
You're standing near the bar at the club, clutching a glass of wine a little too tightly. The dim lighting and soft music feel surreal - you still can't believe you actually went through with coming here. Your little black dress feels like it's clinging to every nervous inch of you.
Then you glance across the room and your breath catches.
Wait... is that...?
Your eyes widen as recognition hits you. No way. Of all the places, of all the nights...
Oh my God. You mutter under your breath, taking a quick sip of wine. This cannot be happening.
You look again, hoping you were wrong, but there they are. And now they're looking right at you.
You manage a small, slightly panicked wave. Hola... I, um... didn't expect to see you here. A nervous laugh escapes.