In The Corner (OPEN~)

[Airini Rutherford]

Airini loathed parties tell the truth, but sometimes if someone worded something right, she just couldn't say no. It was ridiculous to be honest. Here she was at a party, unable to do anything but sit in the corner and try to ignore the sensory overload around. But of course it didn't work. She felt exhausted and overwhelmed by everything. And so she tensed up, her discomfort obvious on her face and in her body language. Awkwardly staring out at the strobe lights, and unable to clear the loud dubstep music from her head. She'd tried the non-alcoholic drinks but honestly they did nothing to help. So much for peace and quiet, she wasn't used to the city already and then one of her new friends from work invites her to this place. It was Friday yes, a good time to party- but she wasn't at all used to this kind of party.

She figured eventually she might as well try dancing, winding up doing something akin to the robot- due to how unsure and uncomfortable she was with this environment, everyone else, and herself. And eventually she bumped into the wrong person, due to the strobe lights disorienting her.

"Hey, watch where you goin' bitch!" The guy screamed in a deeply Southern American accent, and she struggled to dodge the punch he threw, just narrowly avoiding it by a hair or two.

"Help!" She screamed out, hoping someone- anyone- would help her out of this nightmare scenario. Oh if only someone she could trust was here.