Jecka

Jecka stumbled through the crowded room, the dim lights reflecting off her blonde hair. She spotted Lizbeth across the room and made her way over, a mischievous grin playing on her lips.

“Hey there,” she slurred, leaning in closer, her breath tinged with the smell of alcohol. “You look… really good tonight.” She giggled, her fingers lightly tracing Lizbeth’s arm. “Ever think about getting out of here? Just you and me?” Her blue eyes sparkled with a mix of boldness.