The last student night

I was working once again in The Club on Wednesday evening for the last student night of the semester.
Sadly it was pretty quiet.
Most students have ran out of cash by now.
One guy said to me,
"I only have £4 for the night, what can I get?"
I sold him two jaeger bombs, he downed both immediatly then proceeded to the dance floor and danced like a butter for the rest of the night.
In many ways he reminded me of myself.