Eris, tentatively stepped into the practically bouncing room. Instantly her senses were overwhelmed with a blanket of sound and lights. It almost physically pained Eris to be in the room, but she had a roommate to rescue. So Eris squeezed through the sweaty bodies, trying desperately to avoid contact. However, that didn't work at all. She tried her best to ignore the people who attempted to talk to her. Especially the flirting ones. Apparently people don't realize they're horrible at flirting when they're drunk. Eris planned on making her way to the bar to find Rachael. Hopefully she was there. Unfortunately, the crowd pushed Eris to the right wall of the room. [color=8493ca][i]I can make this work.[/i][/color] Eris thought to herself. [color=8493ca][i]I'll just walk along the outside of the room.[/i][/color] Eris mentally slapped herself for not thinking of this earlier. So she put her right hand on the wall and proceeded to walk to the back of the room. People still got in her way, but it wasn't as bad. The only thing that was different was that people were making out and doing other unspeakable things with each other rather than grinding and dancing. Eris could stop her face from going red each time she encountered a couple, but each time she simply mumbled an indistinguishable [color=8493ca]"Excuse me."[/color] or [color=8493ca]"Sorry."[/color]