Shaking his head at himself, Fane slipped into the car. He closed the door carefully, and was glad to know that he hadn't gotten any tickets. Red cars of any kind were notorious for attracting that kind of thing; that or he just had horrible luck. With a sigh, he started the engine and pulled out of his parking spot, on his way back to his apartment. From the corner of his eye, he spotted two figures ... and thought for a second that one of them just had to be Axel. But no .. it was probably just his mind playing tricks on him.

Harlan was dressed in what he considered comfortable club attire. He had on a graphic tee with an awesome saying, jeans with worn out knees, and converse sneakers. For once, he thought he could understand Axel just a little bit, the reason why he was always out and partying. There was something about just throwing yourself into a crowd of strangers, dancing with them to the beat of any song that came across the speakers, that made it a bit easier to forget that your life wasn't perfect, that something was missing.

But the crush of bodies, the flashing lights ... Harlan couldn't bear it for too long without needing to go outside again. He'd waited to long to get in, and now there he was slinking out again only an hour later. Instead of heading out the front, where all the lines were, the young man asked for another way out. The bartender waved him towards the side of the building. "But you might not be able to get back in, once you go out."

"I might be all danced out, so that's fine." The brunette thanked the bartender as he left. Once past the maze of people and outside, he took in the night air like a starving man ... And then he noticed them. Axel and Jayde. Cautiously, he sneaked closer. Harlan really didn't want to interrupt those two. Axel might have been a friend, but he could be volatile sometimes, and Jayde ... Well that morning had been something different, and this chance encounter was even more exceptional. Who would have thought they would all end up at the same club?