Everybody in the Club [Open]

The upcoming big trip with his fiancé was beginning to get to Sam, there was a lot riding on it for him emotionally, he would hopefully be able to visit his family members, people that he once loved and hasn't seem them in many years, and after that he gets to chase down a demon with the woman he loves, this would be the second time he has done something like that, the first time went relatively well, but this time might be a bit different, he'll need to control his rage otherwise he could make things a lot worse.

He needed a walk, so he tossed on a leather jacket over his shirt and pendant before heading out, Zoe was out doing something, however she is usually quite vague about the details, she probably thinks that the less he knows, the better. The strong wind slowed Sam's pace down as he landed each step on the concrete sidewalk, bright light from shops shined into his eyes, reshaping his pupils as he looked up at them. He placed his hands in his pockets in an attempt to warm them up as he turned a corner onto a different street, his chest was immediately struck with a powerful bass that rocked his bones every second or so. The further he walked, the louder and stronger the music would become until he was standing directly outside the club causing the ruckus, a large yellow neon sign rose above him, spelling out the name of the club, "Nexus?... Where do they get these names from?" Sam thought as he took a step back to get a better look. The last time Sam was in a closed-in environment with alcohol, he got into a fight, he always states how he didn't actually start the fight as he didn't even drink any alcohol, but he was involved in one none-the-less.

Sam was 21 and he had never had a drink in his life, it wasn't like the opportunity to drink one ever arose, he just always chose not to, but he had nerves that needed quelling and he had heard that alcohol could do that. He looked to his left and then his right as he took a deep breath before heading towards the bass. He pushed the glass doors open and was immediately blinded by flickering lasers that will easily become annoying, sweat began forming on his forehead already, so many people being pushed together in such a small space caused for a lot of heat. Sam made his way down a few stairs as he looked around, dancing, drinking, kissing, drunk dancing and drunk kissing, this is what Sam assumed a nightclub would be full of and there was one thing at the centre of it all, alcohol. Sam pushed his way to the bar as he thought about what he was supposed to say to the bartender, the barman turned to him as he yelled "One beer!" the barman nodded and got to work, clearly he said something right. As the bartender buzzed around to other customers, Sam took of his jacket and placed on the bar-stool before seating himself on top of it, all he could do now was wait.