[center][h2][color=00746b]꧁[/color]βœ§π€π§πšπ¬π­πšπ¬π’π²πš 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞✧[color=00746b]꧂[/color][/h2][/center] [hr] Ana had been staring at the veins in her wrist, the alcohol, while helping dull the pain, did nothing about the awareness she had for each nerve ending and blood vessel that coursed through her. She had tried distracting herself with the people around the bar, but she only, kind of, knew Aksel, the rest were more so mysteries, and while she normally would not task herself with such a thing as she was now, Ana wanted her mind to forget about her damn blood. Of course, it didn’t help, the only thing that pulled her thoughts to the present was Aksels voice. Ana blinks slowly at his thanks, nodding with an awkward smile, [color=00746b]β€œYeah, yeah it’s no problem,”[/color] she hums, her eyes drawn to where JJ…that was his name right? Yeah, yeah it was, entered with who seemed to be a friend. Something was off. Ana could feel it, and she didn’t know why. She felt not feelings from others, but it’s as if she can feel the pulse of everyone in the room, different heart beats telling different stories. Why could she hear that?! Ana drinks the rest of her Crown, her finger tapping in the table, as if to drown out the beating that began to resonate throughout her body, matched with what seemed like rushing waves. This had to stop, maybe she just needed another drink?