Rayvin
Weekend Wallflower
The night had been long and Ophelia stumbled out of one of the local bars by her lonesome. "Where.." she huffed, feeling a little disoriented while looking around outside. An acquaintance from work had invited her out.. This was the last thing she really expected. She knew she was going to a bar that evening but she hadn't been expecting the games and.. the strength of the alcohol too.
Now she had been left alone and she was feeling claustrophobic in the building. She tried to find her phone for the time and to call one of her 'friends' but she struggled to pick it up from her clutch purse. She felt the chill of the autumn air brush over her as she stood outside and fumbled with her phone. It was 2 AM now. There was a quiet groan from her as she dropped her shoulders. She started to walk to the parking lot where she had carpooled with a small group of people.
Now she had been left alone and she was feeling claustrophobic in the building. She tried to find her phone for the time and to call one of her 'friends' but she struggled to pick it up from her clutch purse. She felt the chill of the autumn air brush over her as she stood outside and fumbled with her phone. It was 2 AM now. There was a quiet groan from her as she dropped her shoulders. She started to walk to the parking lot where she had carpooled with a small group of people.