[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjU0LmZmYTQ2MS5RMkZ0YVd4c1lTQk1iM0JsZWlCSVpYSnV3NkZ1WkdWNi4wAAAA/scripterialism.regular.png[/img]
[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/a01f1b168bafa7e06ef903e7580337d1/tumblr_inline_p7k4bqAxNe1rre457_540.gif[/img][hr][/center] [color=lightgray]Taking the two shots in her hand gingerly, Camilla had decided that she wasn't entirely interested in taking both shots by herself just yet. This was a party, and it was a good opportunity to mingle with other people. Not to mention, if she got catastrophically shitfaced early, it might've ruined the rest of the party for herself, and potentially everyone else. Taking two shots herself might've done more bad than good. Holding the shots toward the top of the cup, Camilla started moving at a relatively slow pace. She was scanning the crowd to see who exactly was free to take a shot with Camilla. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied at the moment, and her relatively short stature made it hard for her to see who exactly was chilling by themselves or waiting for someone. 

There was her roommate, there were some of her friends, but they all seemed to be preoccupied and doing something else. Camilla only had enough shots for someone else, so she determined that it would be better to find a single person. She felt like she was Predator, singling someone out. Only, instead of killing someone, she would only give them a shot of tequila. Camilla then just figured out that the middle of the party was probably not the place to be looking if she wanted to find someone solo. What was she thinking? She needed to look elsewhere, preferably toward the edges of the party. From experience, Camilla would be most likely to find some solo folks there. 

And right on queue, she set her eyes on someone who seemed to be alone, but she couldn't really see just yet. Getting closer, she continued to look around to see all sorts of people get shitfaced. It was a typical college party and Camilla was all for it. Hopefully her party was about to start. Upon getting closer and closer, she found that it was the one and only Leon, who, luckily, was someone she was very familiar with, and just so happened to be alone. At least, she thought. Walking up to him, she raised a shot glass up, a sly smile on her face. [color=f89b6f]"Fancy a shot with ya girl?"[/color][/color]