outfit, no arm things tho
The feeling extended here as well.
Unbeknownst she had walked into the lion's den of it. At least she was shrouded from all, a permanent protection against those like herself and unlike herself. These thoughts lingered far from mind when she was bathed in the red lights. Warm bodies danced and warmer bodies watched.
Meanwhile she was situated somewhere comfortable.
Silent. Polite. She had no interest in being some sort of slobbery animal tonight.
And it seemed like the other woman nearby felt the same way. Mona watched them through a sidelong gaze. The stranger gave a series of claps before they spoke out.
"Very lovely."It felt like a cue to Mona.
"Aren't they?" Soft wrinkles in skin as she smiled, warm, at the woman.
"Do you come here often?"