#hunistarter

[maceysx-blog]

   Studying in the park definitely counts towards ‘going outside’.

   She’s just hoping nobody speaks to her.

[ccageddove-blog]

   The strobe lighting and blaring music is something of an assault on the sense - but a welcome one. She’s never been anywhere like this before, really - faking ID was too hard during school, and this has been her first opportunity. It’s loud. That’s her first impression of The Vault.

   And packed. She doesn’t think she’s been around this many people ever, discounting assemblies - which don’t count. This is fun, if overwhelming.

   She regrets her decision to wear heels a bit as she squeezes to the side to get to the bar. Leaning against the counter, she glances at the bartender, smiles. “Could I ha-ave -” she clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth, thinks for a second, “-a margarita, please?” Aiming her most dazzling smile at him, she tilts her head. “Thank you.”

   Reaching into her bag for a note, she bites her lip, smiles, hands it to him. “Thanks.” She leans on the counter again, tries to place where she’s heard this song before. Glancing behind her at the dancefloor, she fights a grin - badly - smiling at the person who comes to stand next to her, she takes her drink when it’s slid towards her, beams. “Thank you!”

[ccageddove-blog]

   “Nice.”

[hahcharlie-blog]

“Man, for first day of the new year, this place sure is empty. Maybe it’s the cold.”

[gemimali-blog]

“Oh great...Trust me to miss out on all the good societies already...”