Her thoughts were clouded, and rather than latch on to any important ideas or notions she ended up going off on a mental tangent about Caroline's reaction to wine and cupcakes on her white semi circle sofa that dominated the media room at the penthouse.
"That sounds like fun," She managed to say completely, and suddenly tension she didn't even realize was there relaxed. The pressure to dance and drink and have fun and find a hook up was gone, the self imposed pressure to have a good time finally released its hold and let her go.
"Let's get out of here."
Silverah
Fin?
