Coming to this party was the best and worst choice Niko’s made in a long time. He was rather interested in what people did at these things, having never been invited to one himself. He was hoping he’d meet new people and have a great time, but he found it difficult to even actively participate in the party. All the bright flashing lights made him rather disoriented, even after he put on his sunglasses he felt woozy. Maybe it’d be best to go by the snack table and grab a drink, that might make him feel better. Gotta cross the dance floor first....
As he weaved through the crowd of people dancing to the music, he found himself distracted by it. Interesting, how they all moved so fluidly and in time with each other with no form of practice. He considers joining in, only after he’s feeling better of course. Still caught up in his thoughts, he doesn’t notice that he’s about to walk right smack into Cobra, who’s dancing and unaware. The resulting collision bumps the shades right off his face, revealing the bright yellow and blue of his eyes. They land somewhere on the floor, causing Niko to panic a little. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry- wait, where’d they go??”