Zeus has crafted you from clay and gold
Brothels and alcohol aren't exactly things that interest Soleil, but parties? Oh, count her in.
She is offered plentiful drinks both to purchase and from people clearly hoping to dance with her, but Sol waves them away every time. A few here and there for a buzz are fine, but she's not fond of the feeling of being out of control of herself. Besides, it can't possibly make dancing in a giant group any more fun than Soleil already finds it, which is why she spends most of the night grinding and flowing and getting pressed against on all sides. As someone who thrives on physical contact it's practically euphoric.
Well, physical contact that isn't someone bumping into her in a way that's definitely not dancing.
Automatically lifting her hands to help straighten the other girl - cute! her mind supplies cheerily - she raises a brow alongside a smile at the giggly response. Uh oh, protective instincts incoming. "You seem a little unsteady, why don't you take my arm and I can come with?" She phrases it in the way women do that makes it clear Soleil is looking out for her, not hitting on her or hoping to get her alone. Presenting her elbow to the smaller girl, she perhaps helps Noe's hand find its place, not exactly taking no for an answer. "So, where are we going?" Time for a new adventure!
She is offered plentiful drinks both to purchase and from people clearly hoping to dance with her, but Sol waves them away every time. A few here and there for a buzz are fine, but she's not fond of the feeling of being out of control of herself. Besides, it can't possibly make dancing in a giant group any more fun than Soleil already finds it, which is why she spends most of the night grinding and flowing and getting pressed against on all sides. As someone who thrives on physical contact it's practically euphoric.
Well, physical contact that isn't someone bumping into her in a way that's definitely not dancing.
Automatically lifting her hands to help straighten the other girl - cute! her mind supplies cheerily - she raises a brow alongside a smile at the giggly response. Uh oh, protective instincts incoming. "You seem a little unsteady, why don't you take my arm and I can come with?" She phrases it in the way women do that makes it clear Soleil is looking out for her, not hitting on her or hoping to get her alone. Presenting her elbow to the smaller girl, she perhaps helps Noe's hand find its place, not exactly taking no for an answer. "So, where are we going?" Time for a new adventure!
Such a lovely, pretty hand to hold - if you had the time
Soleil
