( @cywreck )
Lina needed to get to the restroom.
She was thankful that she had found it during the casino night, several weeks prior to this evening, but the current moment presented a different issue: it was on the other side of club, past the packed dance floor. Glancing at the sides, she took note of how there was no avoiding the horde of partygoers. It didn’t take long for her to decide that she would simply walk as straight a line as she could manage, right through the center. The trek wasn’t too bad— until about halfway, when a weight collided right against her side.
“Whoop!” she called out as she pressed a firm palm against the figure. “Watch where you’re shaking, pal.”













