plot: your muse either looks for zari or accidentally finds her after she's had a fight at a party they both attended
with a sigh, zari slides down to the ground. after the altercation she’d had and slamming the door behind her, she felt empty. despite how angry and wound up she had been only seconds ago, she felt hollow and numb. she wanted to cry. but somehow, she wasn’t sad or angry enough to even tear up just a little bit. drooping her head into her hands, she let out another sigh. if it wasn't for the distant thumping of music, her sigh would've echoed around the room. it was one thing to end up in a fight, it was another for it to be in the middle of a party. she'd made a fool of herself and didn't dare even show her face again.








