Even though she was the one who asked Aurora to go, Allura showed no enthusiasm for this venture. That was purely Aurora's department. Dressed very much like the tomboy she was, the younger blonde simply wore camo fatigue pants that had been cut off to become shorts, and a much too tight t-shirt that had a skull and crossbones emblazoned on the back.
Dressed much more formally in a gold mini-dress that shimmered whenever light hit it, Allura had put a lot of effort into her appearance. Dressed to kill, her long golden blonde hair shone like spun gold. In high heels, she stumbled as Aurora dragged her to the bar. Once they were inside, the dragging resumed. Fighting against it, Allura steered them towards the back rather than the front where the stage was.
"Aww...c'mon Lura," Aurora pleaded but the older blonde would not have any of it.
Sitting herself at a table in the back, she took her earplugs out of her tiny purse. Putting them in, she pulled her book out of her purse next. Beginning to read, she ignored her roommate and Aurora ignored her. Already chatting up a waitress, Aurora ordered herself a drink...or tried to. Underage, no amount of pleading worked. Ordering a Coke, she sat back and pouted.