Gabriele Whistler ➶ Thea Queen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} redhoodie) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} thereincarnates, |
Normally? Gabi's plans would have been to get as fucked up as she could and then crash... wherever, with whoever would take pity on her and make sure that she got home in one piece. It had ended badly for her a few times, but mostly? Everyone she partied with knew who Gabriele Whistler was, and that her daddy had plenty of money to sue their asses off if they did any damage to his baby girl. They were usually smart enough to leave her alone, and there were enough people from the days before she'd started partying too hard that remembered enough of when she used to be fun, but not crazy, that they'd step up for her if it looked like someone was going to try to take advantage.
Here, though, Gabi didn't know anybody except the girl she'd just met at the bar, and as fun as Riley seemed, Gabi wasn't going to count on her to save her ass if she got too messed up before the end of the night. That meant that she was going to have to tone it down, a little, something that she'd at least developed enough self-control to do. She shrugged, tossed back the rest of her drink and put the glass back down on the bar. "I thought I might do some dancing." It was what you did at a club, when you weren't there just to hang out with someone, but you weren't there to get completely wasted, right?
"...maybe flirt a little, if I happen to bump into any cute guys worth my time." That would be a little more unlikely. Not as many guys were worth her time, anymore, now that she was a little older and a little wiser. Not by much, but enough that she realized that maybe hooking up with whoever paid attention to her wasn't the smartest way to go about having a good time. "What about you? Do you want to dance?" Dancing was more fun with a girl friend, anyway, someone to help chase off any creeps that might decide to get a little too handsy... without beating them up, of course.