Thursday, 7 January 2016
The two girls stand and sway together on the dancefloor, eyes screening the periphery as a way of killing off all this self-conscious time forced together. Cheryl’s still on edge despite all attempts to anaesthetise her feelings with champagne, so she casually suggests a joint bathroom expedition as a way to fill up the ocean of dead minutes between now and the next chat. Nicola’s happy enough to accompany her friend through the jungle of gyrating bodies barring their way. Tonight's atmosphere inside the Drink nightclub remains uneasy beneath the showy facade of forced bonhomie, the ceaseless gossip about the two members of Girls Aloud being somewhere present here in this very room cutting its way through all the dry ice.