Post by rachael on Feb 28, 2010 17:06:55 GMT
but the party don't stop, no
The music was blaring, the bass vibrating through her body. She'd already been drinking, and the alcohol was already affecting her. She had a small body, though, so she was kind of a lightweight. Not that she liked anyone to know. It was one of the girl's birthdays, and everybody (well, almost everybody) was in the common room, dancing or mingling. Rachael got herself to an empty couch, and sat her delicate frame down as graceful as possible in her current state. She was wearing a strapless, little black dress, not too dressy, with a big red necklace and matching bulky bracelets. Her long, blonde hair was straight and left down to fall over her shoulders. As she rested there, she took sips from her strong drink and her eyes searched the room for anyone with potential.