Chance x you

*you ask for the 'best vodka' the brewer gives you a glass on vodka and as soon as you drink it all you feel it kick in, you feel kinda dizzy but is still not visible to others, you walk back to the pole and continues dancing, later, another girl swaps with you as you walk down the hallway, untill arms wrap around your slim waist from behind, it was chance, the gambler, he was so drunk he felt more confident than his shame* (chance): mmh... *he buries his face in the crook of your neck*