Clumsily, Kahlo followed Benji, despite nearly tripping over her own feet. Her vision blurred, colored blurs seemed to have already engulfed the people she was passing, and even the sounds coming from the music and crowd seemed more and more warped to her. For a short a moment she felt almost sorry for Benji, believing that she was only slowing the man down in his obvious, determined quest in finding Pattie.
Benji’s panic began to settle into her. For a moment, it reminded her of Lio’s protectiveness after she settled back in Barcelona. The paranoia and protectiveness only birthed by the feeling of failure to protect his sister from a man who he looked at once as a friend. There had been a single encounter with Diego while she had been out at a nightclub with Lio - an encounter that had happened when Lo had excused herself to the restroom, and once she had been gone too long it was then that the Spaniard found The Mutt arguing with her ex-boyfriend. The usually docile, non-confrontational Lio had never been a physical altercation before that night-out, but it was also the night that created the routine of him now looking for her if she had been gone for too long.
Her pale green eyes were darkened by her dilated pupils, but they still watched him climb up and search worriedly for his friend in the ocean of people of the club. Just as Benji noted before, Lo was a energetic, creative person who shared half of his soul. While his panic did settle into her, she still remained as calm as she could when completely out of her mind and thought about this, and opened herself to him, wishing this would wash over him as his feelings washed into her. There was only so much he could see from that stool at the bar.
She tapped his arm and waited for until his attention was brought onto her to attempt to speak over the music and say, “The bathroom - check the bathroom and then we can check outside!” Her reassuring eyes stared into his blue eyes, just before she turned to make her way to that desired location, not waiting for him to follow her.
As the couple made their way through the Germans and tourists, she adjusted her dress properly. Finally pushing her way inside the bathroom, she grimaced at the smell of urine, only remembering the evening that her jaw was broken. You think of me as your territory, a piece of land you can claim! Why don’t you just piss on me like the fucking dog you are if you think I’m your territory! Diego’s cruelty was creative as well, and even though he had broken her jaw after he was called a jaw, but he never missed out on a dare.
Upon hearing the sounds of pleasurable moans, groans and swear words coming behind a closed stall from a man and woman, Lo recognized the man’s voice. “Pattie?” she called out, only receiving another swear from that voice. Her face flushed again while an embarrassed look spread across her pretty face just as she turned her head to look at Benji. Â