May sat silently in a chair she found at the gathering she was at with her mom, surrounded by people she didn't know nor did she care to know. Her right hand was rested palm down on her thigh and her left arm was tucked against her torso while she sat in a man-spread position.

She had a blank expression on her face while her dark eyes shifted around absentmindedly; observing the people around her as she listened to music on her headphones. Christ, she hated being around people so much. She wanted nothing more than to be in a quiet room by herself.