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Loud music in their ears, bass reverberating under their feet and the flashing strobe lights --- those were already familiar to them, even if the club wasn’t. Tipping the shot of tequila back in one go, there’s some heft as they set the shot glass back down on the counter. Nasty. Sori smiles far too wide when it burns all the way down. Nice. They hum a little – the pleasant buzz of alcohol affecting them more than they would like to admit – as their gaze flits about the room.

Before their mind can catch up, their body moves to the dance floor, squeezing through the crowd of bodies to get near the middle. Although dancing had just been a whim on their part, they’d be damned if they had to stay at the fringes.

They’re not the best at dancing, but it’s easy to see how people lose themselves here. Not much about abilities as it was the feeling and the atmosphere of it all. They quite like it, albeit more than influenced by the copious amount of drinks they had. So, they dance among the gyrating bodies, eyes wandering until they land on the girl opposite them. A closer look at her was all it took for the coquettish grin to blossom across their face, and Sori only closes whatever distance they had between them. “Hello,” they purr into her ear, leaning forward as they continue to move minimally to the beat thumping around them. “Remember me?”