Making sure that Thea wasn't getting herself into trouble whenever she caught a glimpse, she grinded her hips against the man. Somewhere in the back of her mind, her imagination changed that man into that longed haired goddess that broke her heart and she had to get back into the beat of the music.
It wasn't like Rarity wanted to keep thinking about her, but it was obvious to her it would take a lot longer for her to get over her. She led the boy to the bar so that she could down three more shots of the vodka. She got the devil a drink and they went back to the dance floor.