There was so much live and magic to this city. There was music everywhere and the scent of vomit seemed to only linger on Bourbon street and those right off of it. Tina had to side step a girl who was one moment talking with a friend and the next projectile vomiting. "Well that's attractive." Tina said with a curl of her lip.

"Oh come on Tina they're just having fun, you know, like we're supposed to be doing." They'd both gotten fake IDs made so they could drink and enjoy life not worrying about bills or college. Moving around the puddle of vomit while the girl laughed and her friends lead her to sit down not far off. "Lets grab a drink, find a club," He looked across the street to see two men making out with intensity. "Find some guys." He said turning back to Tina with a Cheshire cat grin as he wiggled his eye brows.
 
Taking her hand he pulled her into one of the many bars that lined Bourbon street. "Two hand grenades." The bar tender looked at him for a moment. "Oh yeah, let me guess IDs right?" He pulled out his fake ID and Tina did the same as they showed it to the bar tender.

After looking at them for a moment he nodded and handed the cards back. Well that was one hurdle, as he paid for the drinks he handed Tina hers and kept his own. He had no idea what he had ordered but when it New Orleans you tried it all. Taking a drink of it he was surprised at the strength of it but it was pretty good with a melon flavor, the slight burn was there but it wasn't overwhelming.

"Definitely worth it don't you think?" Taking another long drink from the hand grenade shaped plastic cup they walked back out onto the street.

"Party tonight, you two should come." At first Josh wasn't sure who the guy was talking to until a flyer was forced into his hand, "One of those little treasures of New Orleans. Starts at ten and only the first once hundred people will get in."

For a moment he and Tina just looked at one another as the younger guy with the afro moved out into the crowd stopping a few people but not everyone. "What do you think Tina? First night in New Orleans and already invited to a local party."

Tina seemed to be in shell shock before shrugging her shoulders. "Well we did say we were going to live a little." 

Pulling out his phone he checked the time, "The party is in about forty minutes from now and," He plugged the address into his phone and set it on walking directions. "It's about ten minutes away." They started walking following the directions on his phone. There was already a line forming in front of the house as they got there.

"You think we'll get in?" Tina asked he as she looked from the line forming to him.

"I don't think that's a hundred people." But then again he wasn't sure. More and more people began to show up after them and at exactly ten the line began to move. 

"Sorry dude only one of you can come it we're at capacity." He was thrown off for a moment not believing that.

"There's no way that was a hundred people, that was maybe seventy at best." He argued as Tina gave him an annoyed glare as if this was all his fault. "Fine if I can't get in then Tina go ahead. I don't want to be here if we can't both go inside."

All of a sudden a well dressed man with a huge smile showed up behind the guy at the door. "Oh come on we can make an exception this time guys. I'm Marcel Gerard, you're host for the evening."

The man at the door stamped both of their hands before allowing them in as Marcel went to mingle with others. Grinning at Tina they looked around at the extravagance, this was probably the best party they'd ever been too. The drinks were free, there were tons of people to mingle and dance with. There were a lot of good looking guys but none seemed all that interested in him but that didn't keep him from having a good time.

There was some weird count down before midnight but once it struck all hell seemed to break loose. There was a sharp pain in his neck and he screamed before another men looked at him and told him to keep quiet and he couldn't help but listen. "Forget all of this." And everything suddenly went black.

A strange feeling went through him as he looked at Tina while they were walking down a quiet New Orleans street. "Where are we?" He asked looked around seeing they were close to the dock.

"We're heading back to the hotel?" Hmm, he guess that seemed right but he didn't remember getting here or where they even were but it wasn't the same area as their hotel that was for sure.

"You shouldn't walk alone at night." He turned at the sound of a voice but he never saw anyone before his neck was snapped and he was dead.