Hannah turned her head slightly, the blatant cleavage tresspass on display bringing the familiar red tint to her face. She looked down at her abandoned glass of Kraken as she averted her gaze, trying not to outwardly find the show of flesh enticing. Hannah paid a quick thought to what she was likely to be called upon to do, and even what she hadn't been called upon to do had been almost too much for her. With that in mind, she stared at the drink no longer as half of the glass swiftly found its way between welcoming lips. The feeling of exquisite lightness returned, and she almost felt she could leap and bound with grace and majesty, but firmly decided against it. Her face was red enough without frolicking amidst a group of teenage girls.<br/><br/>In a gesture that brought her gaze away from the lip-locked pair of participants, Hannah spied the instigator leaving the room with a satisfied expression. Hannah thought little of it, considering but denying the thought of following her. Yet shortly, the flair of a low, thrumming noise that reverberated harshly from the next room. Even so, Hannah found herself drawn to it, a deliciously haunting song that was sure to be found somewhere on her playlist. When Hannah found her balance, she edged away from the group with a series of hurried glances to see if anyone might have noticed her departure, missing the premise of the new dare. When she was satisfed with the availability of the exit, she left the room to find the one who had so devilishly orchestrated that little whipped cream stunt. What was it again...? Cecily, perhaps? Cecilia... Probably, but she avoided using names for the sake of being sure not to embarrass herself.<br/><br/>"Hey...!" She called, quietly, timidly, realising she'd never spoken to this girl before. "I... I love the, uh... The music you have on." Hannah's slender, yet subtly curvaceous form swaying gently to the heavy rhythm of the song. One of her favourites. "You don't... Don't feel like joining us?" Hannah asked with an innocent curiosity, her eyes gently gleaming with a slight disappointment. Hannah wanted a unity between the group, silently willing all to participate. She wouldn't want anyone to miss out on this odd sense of... 'Fun'.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>