Date: 2024-09-14 10:06 pm (UTC)
afraid_of_marshmallows: Ebon Rebellion by Whitney Hill (Chin Up - Cover Smirk)
Arden was in the middle of a knot of people that seemed to just keep growing. She'd never been so popular before! When she made eye contact with Gray, her eyes were a brilliant gold once more.

"Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!" she called with a happy grin, her North Carolina drawl in full force and made thicker by alcohol. She tried to push through the throng, but found it harder going than expected. Maybe the hurricanes? Everything was a bit...hmm. Blurry? "Hey, 'scuse me. Lemme through? Tryna get to my friend. Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Hi! Come to dance - hey, 'scuse me, that's my leg not yours - with us?" She beckoned him and then turned to frown at someone. "DON'T TOUCH MY HAIR!"

Goddess, she hated it when people touched her hair without permission. And for once, she felt no hesitation in calling someone out for it.

"Graaaaay! Graaaay, we're dancin'!" Wow, when had so many people gotten on the floor? She was starting to feel a little claustrophobic with all the bodies packed around her and it was getting harder to see Gray through the throng. She waved an arm at him, before someone - oh, the vampire from the bar! - snagged it and dragged their fangs over her skin. Not a bite, but a flirtatious precursor to one, it felt like.

"Gray?"
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