🕷️ » SARIAMIN .
( 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 * / 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭. ).
her hips swayed to the music, as sari found herself lost in the cadence of it all. she had just left HQ, and her idea of a fun night included some tequila mixed with some bad decisions. either one landing her at a nearby club and eventually at the closest hotel. she had rented out a private space and honestly it was the best decision she had made all day. the view from the room was breathtaking, as it showcased the skyline of tokyo on one side … and only a tinted window separated her and her company from the rest of the party goers downstairs on the other. the area was dimly lit, as strobe lights flashed an array of exotic colors across the room … they appeared to dance across her almond skin, as she grimaced. looking over to her companion, sari stood at the window which was overlooking the tokyo skyline. a cigarette was wedged between her maroon lips, as sari took a drag, and allowed smoke to escape from them. “you know .. when I asked if you wanted to come, it didn’t mean that I wanted you to sit here like there was nothing to enjoy,” — she implied.
IN THIS SEA OF PEOPLE , a blur of faces from a random amalgamation of backgrounds and cities alike , she has to take care in letting go for a night . to avoid the irrational fear of missing out on an member that needs aid , to silence an internal voice that nags but bothers no one but her . still , music reverberates around a liquour - warmed chest , thrumming through right down to the bone in a way that coaxes her out of her occupied thoughts . party atmospheres have never quite been maya’s choice of scenery , packed sardine - can - full to the extent where she’s more than just a little relieved for the ample space she’s been given , thanks to none other than sari .
❛ so you invited me here under the guise of letting loose , when you really just wanted all of my attention on you ? ❜ an amused hum sounds a heart beat or two after the other’s spoken , the undercurrent of something remaining blanketed by the light of her voice , despite the visible mischief ; dancing behind inquisitive pupils . ❛ you’re aware of who you are , and what you look like , right ? it’s near enough impossible to deny you of attention , sari . ❜ and it was true . even with the crowd that swarmed around her , she cannot be missed , a gravitational pull that even maya with candy - floss pink locks couldn’t command . she extends a hand , wrapping practised palms around hers , enfolding it within . ❛ drinks on me , this time . i’m feeling something stronger than a couple of sake shots . i know you’re not going to let me be the only one making bad decisions . so what will it be ? ❜
