All I ever want is to experience the things that normal people do. At my young age, I couldn't even remember if I did enjoy the life prior tonight. I mean, during my childhood, I did play but it has limitations. Usually I played as the doctor and Louis was my pretend patient. One hour is the longest duration for my playtime. The rest of my hours were for studying and practicing for ballet, piano recital, and becoming a perfect daughter. When I say perfect, it means being a robot. Doing things that pleases people in the surroundings.

But as I grow up, I learned to write my life in a story. I'm fond of writing. I love reading either. But that's the least thing that they would know. I don't want any of the household know about my little escape. Then I got frustrated, I get tired. I want something new. I realized I'm too young I needed to enjoy life while I still have it. I want to be in a world I'm not familiar with. I want to escape my world, my name and my duties for awhile. So I'm here, in the Philippines. I traveled halfway to the world for this escape. Look where am I now. Loud music. Various of lights with different personalities. Happy and wild. Carefree. The place screams freedom.

So, this is their kind of escape, huh?

"I didn't know if you'll like this but here." He returned from I don't know where because I was too busy minding him. I enjoyed watching different personalities around. Bar. I used to anticipate how it feels like to be in this kind of crowd before. I only learned it from Mr. Mills. Just like I said, he informed me the things outside from my cell. And now that I'm experiencing it, it felt surreal.

He handed me a shoot glass with a different shade of liquid on it. He puts down the bottle and I get the shoot glass on his hand. "Is this your first time?" He asked drinking his own liquor. I nodded, isn't it obvious? "This is my first time here tonight too." Guess he'd been to the place like this before on his previous countries he'd been visited.

I grimaced as I gulped the liquid. It doesn't taste good but I love the feeling how it went through my system. I felt hot! He went silent afterwards. I turned to him and it surprises me how he drinks straight the liquor. He seems problematic. He didn't even notice me I was looking at him for almost five minutes now. I feel pity. Not for him but for myself. I remembered my life behind. I remember how I badly want to please people that I would do things at my expense. I later realize, I wasn't happy. I felt the tears escaping my tear ducks. I wipe it right away. No matter how I want to get out of my life, a part of me is telling me to go back because I miss them so much. I miss my family so much.

I grab the bottle on his hands. It surprises him. I give him a small smile before I drink through it. "What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse. I did not respond, I bottomed down the liquor instead. I close my eyes afterwards absorbing the liquid, feeling the texture on it. "Hey, stop it." screw my life! "Stop it!" He pulled the bottle away from me. I tried to avoid his grasp I lost my balance. Still holding the bottle above, I fell down on the long sofa with him on top of me trying to get the thing on my hand. I wouldn't let him. I only enjoyed the feeling and then he'd ruined it like how they ruined my life? I laugh at my own thought. "Come on, give it back." Although the music went wild I can still hear him properly.

"What?" I asked him as soon as I opened my eyes. He was only staring at me like I'm some sort of a picture. I can't help myself from smiling. I locked my gaze at his. The lights are dim I couldn't see his eyes properly. But I feel the strong yet calm intensity on it. I gulped when his face lowered. He's looking at my wet lips this time. I bit my lower lip as I feel his weight. "Ugh, can you move your body away from me? You're literally killing me." I said between groans.

He blinked twice and close his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Sorry." I immediately fixed myself and smiled at him. "Let's dance." I did not let him respond, I grab his hand as I pulled him up. Good thing he didn't protest. My vision went blurry but it didn't stop me from doing the thing I love since then. Dancing. We squeezed ourselves from the sea of party-goers. "Come on! Let's have fun tonight!" I shouted near his ears.

I dance as if this is the end of my life. Throwing my thoughts away. Simply enjoying the night. I shouted along with the people, feeling the beat of the music.

All my life, I felt like there's always restrictions but tonight, I finally feel free. So this is freedom, huh?

I don't care if my world is spinning, I only want to enjoy the momentum. I feel his presence behind. He's not leaving me. He's just there, enjoying the party and supporting my craziness. I smiled at the back of my mind. We've been living on the same roof for a week now but I really don't know this man. It's ironic how strangers support each other.

Then there's a change of the music. It's a mellow. Some people headed back to their tables and some are still on the dance floor. I want to go back as well but a firm hands touch my waist. I stiffened, his touch brings something inside from me I couldn't name it. He slowly making me turn to him. I want to ask him what he's doing but when I saw his face so calm and relaxed, I smiled as I put my arms around his neck. He then tightened his grip as he pulls me towards his warm body. We dance slowly along with the music.

No need words. We just clicked at the moment. I buried my face on his broad chest. A smile escape from me when I inhaled his masculine perfume. It calms me. No, his presence while hugging me made me at peace.

I went wasted awhile ago and here I am now, peacefully dancing with him. Just like my life. I came from the ideals and got suffocated then I met him. With him I relaxed, I find peace. He's my peace.