Literature
Laserlights
Making her way across the crowded dancefloor, Nova stumbled slightly; the combination of the drinks she had downed in the past hour, the heavy bassline reverberating through the floor, and the flailing limbs that kept threatening to hit her were not making it easy to remain upright. Finally managing to push her way past the last few couples hovering at the edge of the floor, she succeeded in almost tripping up the stairs. Cursing, she steadied herself on the banister and hesitantly made her way up to the raised seating area, taking care to stay balanced on her heels and avoid the spilt drinks reflecting the pulsing lights from the decks below