They chugged their next two beers. The red, white, and blue lights hanging from the
rafters spun faster. Much of the night blurred together.
He ran into David in the bathroom.
“Are you okay?” David asked.
“Imma great!” William declared. “I met this girl, Mel, A, NIE!”
“Oh, you met a girl,” David replied.
“I did,” William burped. “I'm gonna have her babies.”
David sighed. “Are you sure about that?”
William leaned against the sink, swaying as he stared into the mirror.
“Oh, I’m sure.”
The music seemed louder. The lights spun faster. He approached the woman he knew as
Melanie, gazed into her brown eyes, and kissed her.
William found himself on the dance floor. Dancing. The lights above spun wildly,
red, white, and blue dots circling the hall like a carnival ride. He couldn’t
believe it. Emily danced with him, and for once, he didn’t have a care in the
world. He didn’t know who sang the song, but he felt it in his whole body. He was
truly living la vida loca.
William sat back at the table with Emily. He recalled them making out more. His
hair was damp with sweat, and he could feel himself swaying slightly, though he
didn’t feel as drunk as he had before.
“You’re losing your smile,” Emily said, putting on a mock frown.
“I don’t know where it went,” William replied with a hint of regret. “Can you find
it?”