Tinsel twirled between Julia's hands. Losing herself in the music had always been one of her favourite things. Back in LA, she she partied hard between trips around the country, it had been the thing to make her forget all those fights with Clementine.
Julia was not Clementine. Tinsel had a good intuition about people, and Julia was not Clementine. Tinsel had a hope that Julia would be up for any kind of wild that came her way. She smiled at Julia as they danced, ignoring everyone else around them, dancing closer to her and using the jostling crowd as an excuse to do so.