Jacob And The Bouncer

Silent whispers roamed through the group of students, watching Jacob’s anger illuminated by the clublight.

“Stupid shoe!” He cursed at his loose shoelace, before standing up from the ground, shifting his eyes from the stain on his clothes to Cleopatra and the other who didn't interfere in the incident.

“Damn you Mason!” Jacob growled, walking in the direction of the room which Mason had entered.

When he approached the two bouncers standing in front of the door, they stretched out their hands and said. “You ain't allowed in here,” the first bouncer said, with a straight face and a frown crawling into Jacob's face. When he noticed, they were serious about not letting him in. Jacob glanced behind him and noticed: that his colleagues were all watching the scenes.

“Are the bouncers restricting Jacob from entering the VIP-Section? I thought he said he knew the owner and basically owned this place.”

“If Mason could enter the VIP Lounge, why then is Jacob being restricted?” another voice chim
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