Hannah hadn't been out anywhere that involved dancing since her last year of high school. It had only been once or twice, on nights when friends piled into cars armed with fake IDs and actually managed to find a place they could get in. She'd laughed along with everyone else, but drinking was never really her thing and she preferred to dance with her group of girls rather than the guys who treated them like some kind of prey to be hunted.
It wasn't a stretch to say that she had no idea what to wear, never mind the fact that the thought of dancing made her feel hopelessly awkward. It was times like these that she didn't feel her age at all. Still, after hours spent digging through her closet, she managed to find an off the shoulder top that satisfied her at least somewhat, paired with jeans and strappy sandals. Her hair was messy-wavy and loose about her shoulders, and she was asking herself if this was really a good idea when the knocking started. Well, whether it was or it wasn't, there was no time to change her mind now.
She pulled open the door, nudging Gabriel back with her foot as she managed to slip through into the hallway and close it behind her. "Hi." Hannah tried to mask her worry as she studied Boyd. "So where are we going?"