A friend of mine thought this might fit here. So I hope she was not incorrect. First time posting over here.
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Amy sighed again as the line to the front entrance moved again, but only slightly. She had heard from her friends that this was the place to be if you wanted to have a good time. It was completely different than normal clubs, and they had run into multiple celebrities while hanging out here. She looked up to the bright neon pink sign that proudly stated that this was the place. Club Arcadia.
A touch on her wrist causes her to pull it in tight, looking around to who could have done it, when she sees her friend, Arielle. Amy smiles and hugs her, glad to see a familiar face in this sea of strangers, when the girl pulls her from the line that she had been waiting in for over an hour.