[Faith isn't invited. She doesn't even know the people who died, but she hears the buzz of a crowd and the low bass of music and she's drawn like a moth to a flame. She slips in with someone else and grins when she sees that it's at least busy enough that no one'll actually mind that she's there. Her hand grabs a cup and she just moves with the people until she's found her own slice of the floor for her to dance along with the music.
She's not shy and doesn't really care who sees her or notices her. She's been here for a few days and she's not ready to just settle into what everyone here wants her to do. She's going to treat it like a vacation.]
ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ
She's not shy and doesn't really care who sees her or notices her. She's been here for a few days and she's not ready to just settle into what everyone here wants her to do. She's going to treat it like a vacation.]