Let's Dance! [tag to Melinda Gordon, OTA]
Faith arrived to the club P3 in a pair of leather pants and a dark pink backless shirt. She was early by about thirty minutes more than she'd intended, having misjudged how long it would take her to get there. Faith was meeting Melinda here. She made her way downstairs into the club and glanced around to see if maybe Melinda had gotten there early too. Maybe she wasn't coming. But, no, she had seemed to honestly want to be her friend despite knowing Faith's past. She would be here.
She didn't see Melinda.
In the meantime she decided to get the party started on her own. Faith slid into the center of the dance floor among the other people dancing on the floor to some song with loud techno sounds and rhythmic beats. She loved dancing. It was freeing. She danced from person to person on the dance floor not really caring who she was dancing with. She had needed this.
[[ooc: she did come to meet with Melinda, but feel free to dance with her ]]
She didn't see Melinda.
In the meantime she decided to get the party started on her own. Faith slid into the center of the dance floor among the other people dancing on the floor to some song with loud techno sounds and rhythmic beats. She loved dancing. It was freeing. She danced from person to person on the dance floor not really caring who she was dancing with. She had needed this.
[[ooc: she did come to meet with Melinda, but feel free to dance with her ]]