mandy brocklehurst (mandyble) wrote in allswell, @ 2011-03-26 11:09:00 |
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Mandy had spent more than enough time moping after her divorce, but that was well behind her now. She'd been out on a few dates and she'd been focusing on her shop. She was really starting to feel more and more like her old self, even if there was still a giant whole in her heart. Michael had also been her best mate for a time, after all, and it still hurt to not be on good terms with him after all this time. She was doing her best to repress those feelings, though, and getting out to Salsa night seemed like a good way to do it. Mandy loved to dance and she hadn't been in ages. She thought this was just the sort of thing she needed tonight -- to get out and have a good time. Once she'd arrived, she grabbed herself a drink to start off with as she scanned the room. The thing about salsa was that you sort of wanted a partner of some kind, so she was looking around for a familiar face - or maybe a cute stranger she wouldn't mind getting to know. It wasn't like Mandy had ever been shy about approaching people when she needed to. In the meantime, she leaned back against the wall and sipped at her drink while she watched the other patrons move around the floor. |