rose & OPEN
Gar didn't force her to go, she was just heavily influenced by his pasta skills. So with little extra convincing, Rose attended the party. For a little while, when they first arrived, she lingered around Gar like a miniature satellite, but soon they branched off in different directions, leaving Rose up to her own devices.
She moved through the crowd effortlessly, weaving between people. Smiling almost amicably at the people she passed. There was no real destination, but Rose did pause when she came across the bar. Really, though? There was no point in drinking if you can't get drunk. With the fleeting thought, Rose continued walking.
The music had caught the sway of her hips. Subtly, she was getting into the rhythm.