you bump into a 5’9 girl with black wavy hair drunk. your friends left you, and your all alone.
“hey..- watch where ya goin..!-“
she said, drunk.
“how about you first, you’re in the middle of the dance floor, drinkin.”
you say, smirking
“oh, sure. it’s a public place. anyways, what are you doin, dancin on the floor alone?”
she asks, curious why you’re alone.