April has been working at the WAG (West Avenue Grill) for a while now. The people that she works with are great and they have become quite close. April and I share the thrill of the adventure of new things and she has been accepted to her masters, half in Finland and half in Canada. So her colleagues threw her a going away party right after work.
Parties are parties, but this one had quite an interesting end. Eric had converted his flat into club. No, I’m not joking. And this is not a half-assed attempt at it either. Huge speakers and sound system to match. Disco ball, which everyone seems to think is tacky but we all secretly love it. Especially if there is a laser…which he has! And a stocked bar which doubles as the DJ box. Then when you get tired, don’t even think of driving home…remember my ticket on the beach. They would probably ship you off to some far eastern country to perform slave labour if they caught you under the influence :) No, Eric has bunk beds in the spare room. Just crash there. The rest is party history.
Sitting at the bar at the WAG. The sign was put up by the manager…due to the staff. Classic – Centre of Eric’s living room/dance floor
Laser & bar – The DJ at work
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