Fast forward a couple of weeks, I'd already forgotten about this entire fiasco. I opened my inbox one day to clear out junk email and there it was - a 'congratulations you've won a pair of tickets' email in the promotions tab (which is a place that hardly ever sees the light of day). Semi-yelled at my friends again and here we are.
I left work at the usual ~early~ time and met Ashley at Central..... to have cup noodles for dinner. Well, I did dabao my tom yum soup from lunch but neither of us wanted anything remotely hot/spicy after shin ramen so I trashed that. Hobo-ed around in an alcove on a higher floor of Central while Ashley made me listen to the new BTS comeback album which I was at first sceptical about but ended up really liking Fake Love.
We tried finding our way to Capital Zouk at 7-ish because we wanted to be late but not so late that you actually miss stuff and it was drizzling outside so we (I) had to make sure none of us broke any legs while walking there. The whole of Clarke Quay was all hyped up and cool and everything I'll never be on a Friday night so we walked on. Reached in one piece at a not-so-fancy entrance that had a sign announcing registration.
After the whole stamping multiple things on our arms and whatnot we went in and as soon as we entered the actual lounge area reality kind of hit us like what do we do now? The logical thing would be to a) find a place to sit or b) get a drink then find a place to sit. Now at this point, we must establish that I'm the only one out of us two who drinks and free alcohol is a real plus point in social situations. I exchanged my ticket for a glass of red wine, accepted a paper bowl of salted egg yolk chicken (yum!) and we spied this semi-inconspicuous couch near the back where we camped at for the next 10 minutes.
I said 10 minutes and not the entire event because sometime later while we were on our phones being general wallflowers, we both spied this flashing LED drink that we were curious about. So we went around trying to find someone to ask and eventually one of the bachelors pointed us in the right direction.
It turns out that to get the drink, you're supposed to stare into one of the bachelor's eyes and the guy was pretty cute 🤷🏻♀️ We did end up doing that and getting a really attention grabbing drink each (which was kind of a bad idea considering the fact that we were trying to be inconspicuous lol).
At this point, the bachelors were all gathered on the stage doing their introductions/games and whatnot so everyone's attention was on the stage. That left the fringe booths quite empty and was the perfect chance for us to get to do the stuff that we were eyeing when we came in. There was a spray-on tattoo booth (I got a heart but it faded off in the shower), a fabric patch booth and a customisable tote booth. Ashley and I just went around doing everything, then watched the show on the TVs around because there was such a HUGE crowd around the stage.
We left right after the winner was crowned and this was after a really disappointing striptease and me redeeming Ashley's wine ticket for sparkling rosé which by the way was REALLY DELICIOUS and I want more of it as I'm typing this. I actually went to google and apparently, rosés aren't supposed to be expensive hmmmm
