i don't drink .seungmi+yoona
Despite having been in the party for only half an hour at most, she found herself lost in the sea of faces and swaying bodies. A voice inside her head constantly tells her to just bear with it, but another part is telling her to go and run for cover by the sidelines. Walking towards the bar, she tried her best to avoid bumping into anybody, as impossible as that sounds. A relieved sigh escaped her mouth as she sat down and leaned against the polished edges; there she could breathe in the proper amount of oxygen without having to inhale the sour smell of human excretion.
Feet dangling below her, she took out her bubblegum and popped one of them into her mouth. After all the talking with random strangers regarding how young she looks –which she really is –her mouth felt a bit dry and uncomfortable. Everyone seemed to be having fun in the dance floor, dancing their hearts out. Being the kid she still is, she stayed put as she smiled and waved at some of the party-goers. People came and go, getting drinks from the bar; she didn’t really care who they were –they’re all already wrapped up in their own conversations. And there she sat, chewing a fruit flavored gum, waiting for more snacks to be served.
