And then a sloshed guy with black Ray-Ban sunglasses on—indoors—haphazardly cuts through us, tearing my hand right from Lo’s. Another guy in a white button-down rushes through the same space. “Wait up, Luke!” he shouts after him. His momentum forward pushes me backwards. I nearly stumble into an old lady with oversized jewelry. Three, four…five other people follow the two guys like a wolf pack. Luke essentially created a pathway right between Lo and me. What’s worse: I can’t see Lo anymore. It’s like he’s vanished from the building, lost in the sea of bodies. I spin around, my heart pumping,
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WAIT. I'M SCARED.
