[ Roxy | Open ]
[ And here is Roxy, considering her options and actually deciding not to spike the punch. Her bottle is poured into her own glass, however, and then tucked away into a bag.
She is wallflowering more than just a little. There are people here, more than she's ever seen in her entire life, and it is a touch overwhelming.
And then there's the whole part where Dirk has a date and she doesn't. She is kind of miserable because of that. And obviously the solution to being so fucking sad is to get really, really drunk.
She stumbles around the dance floor a little bit, but mostly stays seated by the tables. She can be found there, or up to get more punch to season her vodka with. ]