in the middle of the afterparty

ISLA

Splinter thread from {Mini Event} Am I the drama?

Having been letting the vibrant hum of the party fade to static in her ears, Isla is busy watching the condensation drip down the side of her glass while her mind pleasantly hazes - and then a trilling voice startles her out of it. Glancing up to see none other than their hostess wanting to take a seat, she doesn't need to think about it for more than a second before smiling and gesturing for her to go ahead.

"Of course. I gave up and sat down a while ago," she says with a small smile; granted it was to hide from potentially daunting socialisation, but her feet would have start to hurt too soon enough. "Congratulations, by the way. I think it's safe to say that your grand opening was a success, no?"

she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner