Fuxi sighed as he leaned back in his seat, looking out at the crowd of partygoers silhouetted out by the party lights. His mind a little hazy from some alcohol and whatever was in the pipe he was smoking from. His head unconsciously bobbing along to the beat of the drums in the background. “This is the life… I hope Nuwa is ok. Eh… I’m sure she’s fine.” Fuxi says to himself, finally getting off his ass and starting to wonder around the party, feeling the need to socialize and see how the party he’s going, maybe he’ll been get lucky and with a cute guy or girl too..