[hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/sjpVOIa.png[/img][/center] [hr] It was going so well. Trevor had grabbed her chin, and it was a bit clumsy, but Maya didn’t care. She closed her eyes as Trevor moved towards her, thank fuck, they were finally going to kiss it had only been far too long of dancing around each other. A gunshot rang in her ears and she cursed loudly, spinning around to face whoever had interrupted her finally getting somewhere. She was going to give them a taste of a blast of sound- [color=FireBrick]“What the fuck?!” [/color]she practically yelled, eyes wide at the sight of Kimberley of all people running up the stairs. She didn’t get a chance to think, consider any other options, as Trevor grabbed her and got her out of the way. She appreciated it, because getting crushed to death by club goers seemed a terrible way to go, and running in heels was an absolute nightmare even when being dragged away from someone. But as soon as the fighting broke out she was ready to join. She gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes while trying to figure out what to do, and half listening to the one sided DENs conversation she was getting through Trevor. [color=FireBrick]“The fuck is going on?” [/color]she asked, as if he’d have any more idea than her. As much as she was still pissed at being left outside, she couldn’t just abandon her sisters. She cursed and bent down to pull off her heels, wincing at the thought of probably getting numerous diseases from the floor but also not at all fond of using her abstraction while wearing them. It already threw her back enough. Her head snapped up, preparing to make a run for the stairs to go up and help everyone. As she discarded her heels, Kimberley came running down the stairs as fast as she’d gone up. Like hell was Maya letting her get away. [color=FireBrick]“She’s come back down,”[/color] she gritted out, which was all she said before clenching her fists and starting to push through the thinning crowd. If she could reach her, the first thing she was doing was sound blasting her till she couldn’t walk. [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PJoe9Sw.png[/img][/center] [hr] Isla had zero clue what was going on. Honestly, she had no idea where she was or [i]who[/i] she was. Everything was swimming, multiplying in a haze of colours that had her eyes hurting. Her throat was so dry from lack of water but she’d managed to misplace her drink. Not that she could really tell where her hands were. Loud bangs rang in her ears, ricocheting around her mind and causing her head to pound. She slapped hands over her ears and blinked onto the floor, crouching down to protect herself from the shooting colours and loud sounds all around her. Everything was merged into one now, a mix of reality and weirdness that she couldn’t tell apart from each other. Her drugged mind only had one thought: to get out. She blinked again, towards the black gap that seemed like a way out, wincing as she slammed right into a fucking wall. This knocked her right back on her ass, head spinning and more giggles spilling from her lips. Wow, this was kinda fun! It was like a crazy obstacle course of flying colours and morphed, terrifying looking people. Purple sigils glowed around her beanie, shining far too bright in her eyes, as she blinked around the room like crazy to try and avoid perceived threats both real and not. By some miracle she blinked just out of the room before she collapsed from exhaustion. A light hand tapped on her shoulder, and blearily looked up to see a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8b/40/96/8b4096da3d8d5012f172c2bc8f2d4c12.jpg]familiar face[/url] peering down at her through the blurs of colours. The fuck? Even in her drug addled mind she knew that she shouldn’t be here. Automatically Isla scrunched up her nose… … but no nose boop came. Instead the girl just smiled and handed her some weird container. Was it tea? She tilted her head in confusion. [color=f26522]“Wha? 'Dessa?”[/color] When there was no response she just shrugged and chugged it. It tasted like nothing to her slightly numb tongue and did basically nothing. She went up to ask Odessa what the fuck she’d just drank. But she was gone, all that was left was blurring colours and her mind growing increasingly fuzzy.