I laugh at her excitement and let her pull me to an empty table. We order a couple of cokes and sit back to people watch while we scout the place out. The sweaty mass of bodies on the dance floor look like they’re having a blast, and I feel myself wanting to join them. I’m usually too shy to jump up and dance, but when it’s this crowded and dark, I feel like I can just disappear into the crowd and let go.

Becca nudges my arm when two guys start walking towards us. They look to be ...