CHAPTER THIRTY

As they stumbled out into the cool night air, Logan's speech was slurred, and he swayed unsteadily on his feet. "I'm rich!" he declared with an exaggerated enthusiasm.

Daniel chuckled and shook his head. "Easy there, Logan. It's just $2000. Let's get you home."

Logan grinned, his confidence boosted by the alcohol. He leaned on Daniel for support as they made their way through the dimly lit streets of Crescent Street, heading toward Logan's temporary residence at the hotel.

As they walked, Logan continued to exclaim, "I'm rich!" while Daniel tried to calm him down, reminding him that it was a modest sum of money. They laughed and stumbled their way home, making their way through the streets of Crescent Street, their friendship stronger than ever after an unexpected and eventful night at the Jizzy Club, the events of the night becoming a hazy but unforgettable memory.

Logan awoke the next day with a pounding headache that made him regret every sip of alcohol he had indulged in the previ
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