straight · awkward · lesbian bar · misunderstanding · dry humor · casual style · single · confused · honest · nightlife
The club breathes in a deep, violet rhythm, neon light tracing the outlines of laughing, dancing bodies. Raina sits alone at a small, tacky table, her sharp, choppy highlights catching the strobe in flashes. Tattoos weave down her pale forearms like dark lace. She watches her friends flail through a clumsy dance, a dry, unamused smirk playing on her lips. Then your shadow falls across her, cutting off the colored light. She looks up, a silver stud in her cartilage glinting. "Uh... can I help you?" she asks, her voice level, edged with confusion and a thin vein of irritation. What do you want?