Jasper had been enjoying the show. Muse was a beauty on the stage, and he found himself smiling as he watched her, leaning against the second floor banister. As the crowd counted down, Jasper toasted with the rest of them, downing his champagne in one gulp. He'd not even put the glass down when the floor moved out beneath him, throwing him over the side...
Almost. Jasper's arms rapped around the railing as he cursed, eyes wide as people came rolling towards him. Ducking his head, he swung under and held on like a child would to monkey bars, watching the people, drinks, and everything in between fall. The best he could do at the moment was try not to join them.