the bass of the club thrummed through leila's body as she moved through the crowd to find voss. voss, her high school bully. voss, who had no idea leila was that nerdy girl in high school. voss, who might not ever know the truth ( leila hadn't quite decided whether to reveal that they'd known each other years ago ). things had been so fun, so flirty between the two and leila didn't want to ruin that. the lights flickered across voss' face, leila in awe of how stunning they were. "i got you your favorite," she hums, handing them their drink. "i trust no one took my place as your dance partner while i was gone?" a grin pulls on her lips as she steps back into voss' orbit, addicted to the way they made her feel. she was willing to forget everything from high school - - especially if it meant voss saw her now.