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---Just tell me if you want an OOC thread to discuss stuff on. I figured we could do most of that through PM (since it actually alerts me) Also, I hope this is obviously enough a rave of sorts. xD
Lex bit down on her lip, her eyes half closed from all the booze coursing through her system. She was crashing.. Crashing hard. The bright lights flashed all around her though she paid them little attention as she flung her arms and legs this way and that in the middle of the dancing mob. Her long, fading blonde hair swung in her face but the girl blew it away or grabbed it with her fingers and painfully tugged it away. It had been ages since Lex had been this intoxicated and dressed like this.. Her tank top had long tears down the sides, revealing the side of her body from her arm pit to the top of her hip bone. The shirt itself was a simple black and her pants where a bright blue, stretchy material with black patched up holes. As for shoes, she wore knee high black boots that matched well with the rest of her attire.
Her friends had long since left the scene of Lex's drunken stumbling to let her dance to her heart's content. She was struggling and this was a very odd sort of therapy to her friends. They also knew it was doubtful Lex would remember most of this the next morning.
The girl was now stumbling away from the giant mosh of people to a nearby bar where she yelled at the bartender, "Can I get.. a little something. I don't really care what. I just.." Her eyes glanced back at the crowd, "A shot." She looked back at the bartender with a giggle, "I just need a shot then I need to go dance again!" She threw her arms up in the air and nearly fell over as she waited for her shot at the bar.
Lex bit down on her lip, her eyes half closed from all the booze coursing through her system. She was crashing.. Crashing hard. The bright lights flashed all around her though she paid them little attention as she flung her arms and legs this way and that in the middle of the dancing mob. Her long, fading blonde hair swung in her face but the girl blew it away or grabbed it with her fingers and painfully tugged it away. It had been ages since Lex had been this intoxicated and dressed like this.. Her tank top had long tears down the sides, revealing the side of her body from her arm pit to the top of her hip bone. The shirt itself was a simple black and her pants where a bright blue, stretchy material with black patched up holes. As for shoes, she wore knee high black boots that matched well with the rest of her attire.
Her friends had long since left the scene of Lex's drunken stumbling to let her dance to her heart's content. She was struggling and this was a very odd sort of therapy to her friends. They also knew it was doubtful Lex would remember most of this the next morning.
The girl was now stumbling away from the giant mosh of people to a nearby bar where she yelled at the bartender, "Can I get.. a little something. I don't really care what. I just.." Her eyes glanced back at the crowd, "A shot." She looked back at the bartender with a giggle, "I just need a shot then I need to go dance again!" She threw her arms up in the air and nearly fell over as she waited for her shot at the bar.