Abigail sat there, happy to see there were a few more women dressed up even more than she was so at least she wasn't out of place. A couple of men walked by, muttering something about her. Abigail rolled her eyes and nearly laughed when one had the gumption to approach her.
"You look a little lonely sweetheart." Abigail raised her brow and shook her head. "That's not lonliness, it's irritation." The guy flashed her what she figured he must of thought was a charming smile. "Now who would irritate a pretty little thing like you?"
Abigail groaned and rolled her eyes. "Give ya a hint, he's standing right in front of me." The smile fell from his face and he walked away, saying something about her being an uptight bitch on his way. Abby didn't care
She closed her eyes as she leaned back, listening to the music thumping through the air. It wasn't bad at all, she was finding she liked the beats a lot. But it did make her wonder what it sounded like by the original artists not the cover band.
Her hands tapped on the cushion of the seat and she moved her shoulders a little, more relaxed now.