From The Inside (Open)

Melissa walked into the club, sliding her fake ID past the security guard and getting in easily. This was a habit of hers lately, sneaking in. She made her way through the crowd of sweaty, dancing people and over towards the bar, where she managed to snag one of the cheap barstools. A bartender of about twenty three walked over to her, asking her what she'd like.

"One Sex on the Beach, please," Melissa said, handing him the fake ID once more. It worked quite well, and she'd gotten it cheap. Her drink showed up and she took a sip, glancing around. A few guys stopped and stared but she didn't pay any attention. She didn't even notice when someone came down and sat next to her, not that she really even cared.