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I grab my cherry-colored bag, walk to the window and close the brown blinds. Jack and Mike move forward a little while I follow behind them.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask hesitantly, pondering over and over what I'm going to tell them.

— They just opened a restaurant a few blocks from here — says Mike

"I remember it was a nightclub there, right?" Jack answers, taking his chin.

— First it was a nightclub and then it was a bar. Don't you remember that was the first time I got drunk? —I comment thinking about that time that I would like to forget for the rest of my life.

Flash Back

I remember it as if it had been yesterday, I arrived with some friends from school, the facade of that bar has a rustic wooden finish, and with the name Star Bar on the top with red pixel lights, it looks horrendous; We go in and get a table for the three of us, the place is full of men and I feel uncomfortable in their presence.