Justin Finch-Fletchley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} basilisk_srvivr) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
When she made her escape, Justin let her go, a look of utter shock on his face. After a few moments, he finally managed to snap his jaw shut.
First Jasper, now Bianca? Was there something wrong with him? Was there some sort of magical sign across his forehead that warned people away from him?
He noticed some of the people dancing around him glancing his way, and for the first time in a long time, he felt self-conscious. Justin never felt self-conscious...
He dropped his head and slipped through the crowd, intent on the bar. If he couldn't charm someone into his bed, then at least he could down a enough firewhiskey that it wouldn't matter.