πΎβ’ Music howled in the air, filling the house with a loud, beating and boisterous sound, yelps and exclamations of the dancing teens filling in as an addition to the rocking tune.
Jinx had particularly, of all her friends, gotten a bit too high and drunk, and with that mix and forgetting to take her meds this morning, it probably wasnβt going to last a fun night for long.
Not like sheβd remember it anyway.
She was clad in a baggy grey T-shirt, with navy blue coloured sleeves, her hair tickling her shoulders from its fresh cut. Good riddance to her braids, she thought with a drunken smile as she tilted her head back, downing another cup of cold alcohol, encouraged by the loud cheers of strangers.
Yup. Partying. She may be crazy, but aside from partying and drinking alcohol and hanging with her friends and going to mechanics and robotics classβ¦jinx never found herself all that happy.
She liked this. While it lasted, At least.