“She’s probably running around here somewhere. I’m sure you and Lo can find her yourselves.” No, we need Ryke. Lo will be worried about me falling on my ass so much that his attention will be split. I need someone who’s focused solely on finding her. And I’m too short to see much of anything in the crowd. “Come on,” Melissa says, tugging Ryke towards the stage to dance. He scowls darkly. “If you’re not going to help, you can go to the car.” Melissa drops her hands. “Are you serious?” “I’m not leaving a sixteen-year-old drunk girl in a fucking club!” he shouts at her like she’s not listening.
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