[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]The man had looked at Camilla a little funny, before walking off and disappearing into the crowd. Well, that could've gone much better. But, he must've had something or someone much more important to deal with. Camilla wasn't going to be too salty about it. This was a party! Even though it was hard to find someone to hang out with for the time being, she was still determined to make the most out of the party and not waste her time here. Most her friends were preoccupied, sure, but that didn't mean that she wasn't able to have a good time. Hell, maybe she'd run into a stranger back at the drinks table and drink it up there.

Making her way back to the drinks table, she was hoping that she'd at least run into someone she knew, that someone had somehow wandered away and was free for Camilla to tag along with. However, much to Camilla's dismay, there wasn't really anyone like that. Thank god there was some liquid courage nearby, because once she had just a bit in her system, she was going to be chatting up quite a storm. Arriving at the drinks table, she found the strongest alcohol she could get her hands on. Vodka it was - and boy was she pouring a lot of it into her cup. She didn't even like the taste, but if it got her drunk faster, then so be it.

[color=f89b6f]"Bottoms up."[/color] She said to herself, downing quite a bit of vodka. Shuddering and coughing a bit from the Russian concoction taking her by storm, she shook her head. It might've just been her mind playing tricks on her, but she could already feel a bit of a buzz coming on. [color=f89b6f]"Alright, let's do this."[/color] She said, wandering off into the crowd to see if she could find someone to hang out with for the rest of the party.[/color]