Wes’ POV

If this was a normal night, I would be going down to New Studio 54. The unofficial second home for me and other legacy kids needing a break from the glitz and glamour of juggernaut parents. To be let out from under the weight of the world watching us. Would we live up to our family, or crash and burn? Was it better to burn out or fade away?

New Studio 54 didn’t ask its clientele any of these questions. Instead, it merely asked if you wanted to relax. It ...