♧Astrid♧

 "Don't touch me," I muttered, stepping away from whoever was behind me. Whether he heard me or not, he acted like he didn’t.

 "You're doing so good, baby!" Ophelia yelled over the pounding music. I knew coming here was a mistake. It was supposed to be just one drink while I listened to an obviously drunk Ophelia pour out her heart.

 But that one drink turned into two, then four, and now here I was—on a crowded dance floor with some random guy pressed up against me.

 "Come ...