Fred and Open
Clad in a forest green tank top, black leather jacket, and black jeans with holes worn in the knees, Fred made her way to the party. She wasn't exactly certain how social she was feeling as of yet, but she was willing to see what the night brought. At least she was willing to not actively fight against the possibility of hanging out with people. For now she simply took one of the stronger drinks into hand as she searched for a place to chill and listen to the music.
Her legs rose as she sat as she propped them up on a table. Her eyes took their time gazing about the area resting occasionally on an attractive body. At the very least she was getting a bit better at pretending nothing was bothering her. Tonight she was also simply willing to allow herself a break from all of her thoughts.