Grey settled her feet on the edge of the table, ankles crossed, and slouched into her seat. It was far too loud, with the music playing, people shouting, and just the typical hustle and bustle of a party. Dear god, I’m gettin’ a migraine. She rubbed the palm of her hand into her forehead. Glancing up as she took a swig of her beer, she realized quite quickly that she was no longer alone. Swallowing slowly, she waved a vacant seat nearby with her free hand. “ Wanna sit?”













