What Happens In Vegas...

The music was loud, and it was as if the party hadn't even thought about dying. It's 2am, this city really never does sleep.
"I'll be right back!" Luke shouted over the music.
"Where have you been?" Ryan asks.
"With Luke."
"Sounds like trouble." He scoffed.
"Oh yes, such." A lot actually.
"Ryan!" A girl whined.
"Hey Vannessa, sorry I found my sister."
"Hi I'm Vannessa." She spoke, giving me the body check.
"Danielle." I replied, she looked so familiar.
"Hey I'm-- Ness?" Luke spoke
"Lukey. So nice to see you." She smirked.
"Wait-- like Vannessa Taylor, Vannessa?" I asked, finally catching on.
"The one and only." She smirked.
"Wait-- I'm confused." Oh Ry...
"I dated Luke, but we're much so over it. Here, Danielle, want a drink?" She offered holding a glass of something to me.
"I'm not--"
"Old enough? Neither am I. I won't tell. Here, Luke, you too." She hands us both the drinks and goes back off with Ryan.
"So... your ex..."
"Yup... awkward right?"
"Only a little."
"Wanna go somewhere more quiet?" He asked, on what looked like the verge if tears.
"Lead the way." I smiled.
****
"Here we are." A million flights of stairs later....
"There's a movie about how people get locked on a roof, ya know?" I say.
"It's peaceful." He replied.
Neither of us had yet to take a drink.
"Tell me what's going on." I spoke as he welled up again.
"I haven't seen her since... Yeah."
"The break up?"
There was a pause.
"The proposal." He sighed and a tear came down his cheek.
"Oh..."
"I proposed... well I went to and walked in on her and my childhood best mate. I had the ring in my hand and just kinda dropped it."
"I'm gonna call her Loch Ness, like the monster, cause that's what she is... although she is really pretty."
"Ha. can second that name. And you're even prettier." He blushed.
"Well here's to another night you won't remember." I spoke holding up my glass.
"It will take more than this." He chuckled.
"Guess we'll have to go in and get more. But for now... cheers."
"Before I toast this, I need you to know this isn't a night I ever want to forget. And I never want to forget you. So please spend my last afternoon here with me, it's the only way I'll toast."
"I would love to." I smiled, we cliche clinked our glasses.
We both chugged whatever it was in the glass, and honestly... I don't remember anything else.

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