Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 29, 2007 19:31:46 GMT -5
There was an insane sound thumping through the air, a mass of people dancing on the floor to the beat of the music. Hey, who could blame them, it was a good song. It was as if the energy and need to dance was contageous. Why do I say such things? Because someone who normally would not dance was found in the crowd dancing with a smile on her face. Yup, the one and only Rosalynn was on the dance floor and actually looking like a girl. What a shocker, huh?
Her white wifebeater covered her body as it normally would, fitting snuggly as usual. The jeans, which hugged her hips with help from a black studded belt, fell in a slightly loose manor to mid-thigh and ended in a frayed manor. Why? Because she had cut them off just a few weeks ago as they had been used as swim wear. Why she couldn't just wear swim trunks was beyond everyone else.
Feet covered by a pair of white and black etnies she smirked and danced amongst a small group of friends who had gotten her into the club somehow. Then again, she wasn't sure they were checking for ids unless you ordered a drink. Eh, whatever she didn't care as she was too busy dancing.
Her fiery red hair had been styled in a messy manor yet looked fairly neat and well done. Thank you friend who are stylists, yes? Well, what did it matter. Sweat dripped from her face as she seriously was in a mass of people who were dancing to the music at an insane pace.
The song she had been going insane to came to a closer and Rosalynn was on the move. A table, yes, sitting to catch her breathe was the goal of this move. She bopped between people, dancing a little as she went to find herself and the small gang of friends a place to sit. There! The booth she discovered was near a corner and unoccupied. Sitting herself in a corner she watched a waitress come over.
" Water for me." Was all Rosalynn said, though she watched the womans butt curiously as she walked away. Nice. Her mentality nodded and when the water was brought back, Roz smiled and took a long sip of the water. Paying the woman she began a conversation with the small group that was with her.
Her white wifebeater covered her body as it normally would, fitting snuggly as usual. The jeans, which hugged her hips with help from a black studded belt, fell in a slightly loose manor to mid-thigh and ended in a frayed manor. Why? Because she had cut them off just a few weeks ago as they had been used as swim wear. Why she couldn't just wear swim trunks was beyond everyone else.
Feet covered by a pair of white and black etnies she smirked and danced amongst a small group of friends who had gotten her into the club somehow. Then again, she wasn't sure they were checking for ids unless you ordered a drink. Eh, whatever she didn't care as she was too busy dancing.
Her fiery red hair had been styled in a messy manor yet looked fairly neat and well done. Thank you friend who are stylists, yes? Well, what did it matter. Sweat dripped from her face as she seriously was in a mass of people who were dancing to the music at an insane pace.
The song she had been going insane to came to a closer and Rosalynn was on the move. A table, yes, sitting to catch her breathe was the goal of this move. She bopped between people, dancing a little as she went to find herself and the small gang of friends a place to sit. There! The booth she discovered was near a corner and unoccupied. Sitting herself in a corner she watched a waitress come over.
" Water for me." Was all Rosalynn said, though she watched the womans butt curiously as she walked away. Nice. Her mentality nodded and when the water was brought back, Roz smiled and took a long sip of the water. Paying the woman she began a conversation with the small group that was with her.
