The neon lights shine over all the dancing drunks in the smaller type room, outfits glowing thanks to the large amounts of black light around.

You bring your drink up to your lips, letting the bitter liquid pass your tongue as you listen to the music blasting.

You were told to enjoy yourself but how could you do that when the one the person you wanted to be with wasn’t there?

Yet at least.

“She was talking something about ‘making a big entrance,’” Vander says, chuckling to himself as he handed you another drink.

That’s when the lights cut out for a split second, giving more attention to the neon sign lighting up and Powder walking in through the crowds of people.

You hadn’t immediately noticed her, your eyes absentmindedly scanning over the dancers until they landed on her.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she made her way over to you, her dress swaying slightly with each step as you practically drool over her.

Her sapphire eyes scan over you with the sweetest smile that you still hadn’t grown used to, setting your own drink down to move closer to her.

Even without words, you knew she wanted to dance with you and deep down, so did you.