<div class="floatright">(http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x111/Lammy519/Models/Girl21/3df19d18.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Dannie<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lounge<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Sara, Brad, Lexa, and Ben. Sort of<hr/><br/><em>'Fuck. Fuck-fuck-fuckity-fuck.'</em>That was all that came to Dannie's mind when she noticed Brad waving her over with a smile on that would warm up anyone's heart. For her, though? Nope, she was losing it. Worried about what she could have possibly looked like to him, the young woman kept glancing between him and the mirror closest to her to double check if she had a bit of a stink eye going on because of all the drinks she's had. So far, so good.<br/><br/>There was just no way that she was ready to do anything with anyone, let alone anyone with someone and a few others hanging around, too. She kept telling herself that everyone came her for the same thing, and that it was true that some here have been at it for much longer (and harder) than others and by being a giant loser about it, you're not going to have any fun. Words didn't have very much meaning when you tell them to yourself in your head, but she was trying.<br/><br/>"Uhhh, hi!" Dannie finally started, but not before taking a few more sips of her drink. Unconsciously, the half-Asian added a bit of a swagger to her step as she walked over to Brad and Lexa. Consciously, she was trying not to look too closely into what they were doing before she came by. "I see you're all having a good time, hmm?"<br/><br/><em>'You're an idiot. Shut up.'</em>If Dannie wasn't 100% certain that slapping your own forehead didn't help make a first impression, she would have done it.