I stood in the bathroom after an argument at an awards ceremony with some fellow actresses. I grabbed paper towels, hissing under my breath as I tried to dry off my dress. The champagne that was splashed onto me during the argument had made a portion of my dress cold.

"Shit." I dampened the paper towel beneath the faucet once more before trying to properly soak up the champagne that had soaked into my emerald green dress.

I looked up to the mirror, letting out a soft groan.