[differently. as in: taking it in stride, or...being able to dance and relax. not just sit tensed up with dread like her. boy, that doesn't feel good...
she goes quiet in her pensiveness, her troubled gaze scanning around, watching yet another errant shotglass be slid down the bar and just...falling off to break, unclaimed and forgotten. it makes her skin crawl. it's scary. she doesn't want to be afraid, but even with the happy music playing...!]
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she goes quiet in her pensiveness, her troubled gaze scanning around, watching yet another errant shotglass be slid down the bar and just...falling off to break, unclaimed and forgotten. it makes her skin crawl. it's scary. she doesn't want to be afraid, but even with the happy music playing...!]