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The alcohol was making it easy to melt into the music, to not care about everything else around them or if the way she was moving looked silly or not. It took her worries, a lot of them, and left a Helen that wasn't as fixated on how horrible everything and everyone was, and who was capable of enjoying the moment.

Which wasn't hard considering who she was dancing with. It occurred to her that anyone should consider themselves lucky to have Harley's attention. She'd seen the way the boys had looked at her, and the disappointment that'd flashed on their faces when she'd turned hem away. Helen had all that attention to herself, and it was...

"What?" The question caught her off guard, and with the way her mind had just been meandering she completely misunderstood what exactly Harley was asking.

Her hand on her cheek was warm and soft, and Helen met startlingly blue eyes and got lost in them--

She didn't have any inhibitions left, and her usual flood of worries and insecurities were dulled beneath blanket of intoxication.

--hands on Harley's arms, eyes closing, Helen leaned in to catch her friend's lips in a kiss.

Realization of what she was doing hit a split second after their lips touched, but before Helen's mind had the chance to try to boot back into her usual socially awkward gear Harley was deepening the kiss, pulling her closer, and the taller girl felt herself melting into that warm embrace.

It wasn't her first kiss, not even her second or third, but she still responded with caution and care, even drunk. Not entirely sure of herself, despite being the one to make the first move, but more than happy to let Harley take control of the kiss. Relieved by it.

Relieved that Harley wasn't pushing her away in revulsion.

Head tilting and lips parting, she brought her arms up to drape over the other girl's shoulders, body still swaying more or less in time to the music as they kissed, but she couldn't have said what song was playing. Her focus was on the press warm bodies, the softness of her friend's lips, and the way her mind and body seemed to buzz, like electricity was coursing through her.

Helen felt dazed, fuzzy as Harley drew back from the kiss. Her fingertips were tingling where they laced together past Harley's shoulders, and her lips felt...bruised, but in a good way. Swollen and sensitive. She didn't open her eyes immediately, but she was pliant as the silver haired girl slipped out of her arms and drew her off the dance floor and away from the crowds. Helen didn't know where they were going, but it didn't matter.

It felt a little like she had blinders on, like her peripheral vision wasn't quite working right. She looked down at Harley as she spoke, bemused and content and just nodded, an odd little smile tugging at her lips as an arm snaked around her waist and got her moving towards the door.

"I don't think I'll be getting any high scores tonight," she mused with a giggle as she leaned into Harley's side, allowing her friend to take the lead.

Helen actually giggled, leaning heavily into Harley's side. "You think so?" That sounded promising, probably. It was hard to tell, the buzz Helen was feeling had progressed to full blown intoxication and she was feeling very fuzzy.

So it was easy for Harley to steer her out of the club and back into an Uber, and when they pulled up in front of her house rather than another bar there were no protests.

"Movie sounds great. Can we have popcorn?" She didn't remember changing into her pjs, but as she and Harley settled in she couldn't help noticing how comfortable she felt.

The kiss, when it came, had her smiling, and she tipped her head to rest it on Harley's shoulder. It didn't take long after that for her to fall asleep.