Log for: Shoot-Out at the DnA Club

I shot him. At least I managed to get him once.

I just wish he hadn't gotten me three times.

I was supposed to go to the club, get trashed, and go home with a guy for a night of meaningless sex. I was supposed to slip out while he was sleeping. I was supposed to feel better. But no. I got into a shoot-out.

I can't stand up.

I hate this club.