[OTA] I love the nightlife
Sam decided he really liked the island. After everything with Dean going to Hell and then coming back, and the freaky demon shit with Ruby he was trying to learn, he really did need a damn break. And what better place to do it? The resort was awesome, the beach was at their fingertips and there was some really hot chicks around that Sam had maybe indulged in for a night or two since arriving. He had pretty much scoped the place out by now, and had been meaning to come to the nightclub to see what it had to offer.
So, tonight was the night. He couldn't remember the last time he went to a nightclub and just had fun with some drinking and dancing. Probably when he was in college, and actually intending to stay there before Dean convinced him otherwise. The club was awesome, and he had spent a good couple of hours dancing with different chicks on the dancefloor, getting hot and sweaty, and just letting his hair down. He ended the current dance with a girl whose name he didn't even get, giving her a small kiss on the cheek and flashing her a smile. He broke away from the pulsing crowd to head for the bar for another. He might be a bit on the tipsy side, but so what? It was better than spending another night with Dean in their room watching re-runs of eighties sitcoms and boozing from the mini-bar. This was definitely a life Sam could get used to.
So, tonight was the night. He couldn't remember the last time he went to a nightclub and just had fun with some drinking and dancing. Probably when he was in college, and actually intending to stay there before Dean convinced him otherwise. The club was awesome, and he had spent a good couple of hours dancing with different chicks on the dancefloor, getting hot and sweaty, and just letting his hair down. He ended the current dance with a girl whose name he didn't even get, giving her a small kiss on the cheek and flashing her a smile. He broke away from the pulsing crowd to head for the bar for another. He might be a bit on the tipsy side, but so what? It was better than spending another night with Dean in their room watching re-runs of eighties sitcoms and boozing from the mini-bar. This was definitely a life Sam could get used to.