Gwenog Jones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} haveyoumet_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Gwenog was slowly making her way through the crowd looking for someone for longer interaction with. She got caught up for a few minutes in a group of guys who decided she was fabulous, but they were honestly more interested in grinding against each other than her and she gave them a wave and moved on.
She spotted the woman who seemed lost in the music, keeping the beat and swaying. She was... Gwenog wasn't sure what she was, but she was a woman after her own heart clothing-wise. Although she was somewhat more covered up, but then again the only people less covered up were would be wearing actual underwear. Something was drawing her to this woman, even if it was only for a dance. She stalked closer, glad that this woman was her height or maybe a little taller given the heels she was wearing. She came up to her side, dancing close enough that she could be felt as she moved to the music, not quite insistent, but enough she could gauge interest if the woman opened her eyes. She let her body loosen once more and undulated along with the beat, tossing her braids out of her face and waiting to be acknowledged. No point pursuing this further if the woman wasn't interested.