Strange Encounters

[Iesha (In east shade house at...)]

Prompt: You are dancing in a club when you are approach by a stranger? What would you say or do? What's going on in your mind or describe your senses at this moment-what you smelled, saw,tasted, heard, or touched.

[Nicole]

The name Sub-Urban glowed above the bar as Michelle left it and made her way over to directly in front of the stage. Her best friend Claire stood at the microphone as her band, Nite in Ruins, played around her. As Michelle began to move with the music a guy with black spiked up hair came toward her. He was around six feet tall with an underwhelming physique.

“How's it going?” he asked.

'Oh no,' she thought, 'I was hoping to avoid this tonight.'

“Not bad," she replied, "Hey, what do you think? Aren't they great?” she pointed to Claire onstage.

“Yeah, they're pretty awesome. I'm Rocket by the way.”

'He has a nickname!' Her eyes widened as she tried not to laugh. He got closer and she was overwhelmed by the smell of his cologne. It smelled spicy. She had to focus on not gagging as she inhaled.

"This you're first time here?" He asked as the band started playing her favorite song.

"I'm here whenever they play." She began to move to the beat. He tried to move with her but she could see this wasn't his type of music by the awkward movements he made. Michelle waited to the end of the song before darting to the side of the stage as Claire came off.

"Save me," she said as she motioned to 'Rocket' coming up behind her. Claire's face broke out into a big grin as she put an arm around her shoulders. They walked backstage that way leaving Rocket standing in the crowd.