For the Friday Fictioneers, A short story of less than 100 words (92 for this one). Lots of stories to read on the site.
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The door swung closed behind him, dulling the sound of riotous celebration inside, though the sharp sounds of laughter and cheering, corks popping and firecrackers spluttering filled the street. He stood on the curb side, following the chain of street lights to where they ended in darkness on the edge of town. Beyond was another world.
In the club, his girl had already moved on. He shrugged his backpack higher on his shoulders and smiled to himself when he realised he didn’t care. The last street light twinkled. Beyond was another world.