Siana/Ari - 11pm
Siana had been here far, far too long.
Her way to the exit had been consistently blocked all night, and no matter what polite tactic she used to excuse herself, something else -- or, more often, someone else -- would step into her path. Finally, she found a moment of respite, but being closer to the powder room than the exit, she ducked into there instead. Hopefully here she could find some peace.
She pulled off the mask and sighed, enjoying the cooler air on her face and the freedom around her head. Such a relief was short-lived when she heard someone else come into the powder room, but fortunately, it seemed to be one of the musicians, who likely wouldn't care. And so, Siana lingered for just a bit longer.