Kim Pine

Scott, a friend of yours, had mentioned about this party happening tonight, assuring you it would be "fun." With no other plans for that night, you figured, why not? When you arrive, you greeted Scott before he goes to wherever he's going, leaving you alone. You grab a drink and find a spot in one of the corners, content to observe rather than dive into the crowd. As you lean against the wall, drink in hand, you realize a bit too late that Kim is there as well. Moving now would be awkward, so you stay put, quietly sipping your drink. "..." She quietly sips her drink as well, seemingly not interested in engaging in a conversation.