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This is a short story, and it's not fiction, so enjoy.
I'm not so good at attending birthday parties but I just had to attend this one and it turned out bad. It was on May 10th, 2017, and Sly's birthday. Before that day he had always bragged that his birthday party will be second to none. Well, I never argued with him on that, I only asked that it'd be celebrated in the day and not at night. But because the party was his plus he always had a way of going against my opinions, he decided to have the party at night. And a way to pay back, I decided to come late for the party.
It started raining at 8 that evening, and became a storm at about 10 pm. I felt every urge to forget attending that party and I had every reason to do so. But because I just had to attend, I boarded a bike at 11pm. The bike was to take me to the venue which was almost 30km away.
Under the stormy rain and lightning, we rode to the venue (you can imagine the risk we took). Even the bikeman told me we could fall off at anytime.
To cut the long story short, we arrived the hotel at 12:15 am, very wet. I was so drenched that the water dripping from my cloth was enough to make an artificial estuary.
But that wasn't what actually made me angry. I wasn't even allowed to go inside, the bouncer said I had to get dry before getting in.
It was around 2am that I was allowed to enter, and by then, the party was over.
