BACHELOR PARTY
Last Night of Freedom
The night was young, but the city pulsed like a living thing.
Neon signs blinked above a rooftop bar, music thumping hard enough to vibrate the glass railings that overlooked a glittering skyline. Below, the chaos of nightlife rumbled—cars honking, laughter echoing from late-night food stalls, and street performers trying to outshine one another under flickering lamp posts. But up here, this night belonged to Kiel and his boys.
Just a few days remained before the wedding. The suits had been tailored. The venue finalized. The rings secured. And tonight—tonight was not about romance, or vows, or cake.
Tonight was about chaos.