Dance Party

[Rowan Finnegan]

Rowan nodded graciously to the newcomer. Another American. Since she had come to Russia, it seemed like she had only met people that were foreign born. That’s how her home, New Orleans, was though. Hell, her own family was transplanted from the United Kingdom. It was a global society they lived in now. Borders didn’t mean much when you could hop on a plane and change your whole life around.

                Another man approached them, he caught Rowan’s eye immediately. She thrust her chest out, sucked in her stomach, and started toying with strands of her honey blonde hair. She waited patiently for Nox or the other American to introduce her to the new man.

                They all but ignored her.

                Gay. They’re all fucking gay. If I were Aiden, they’d be all over me, she thought with an eyeroll.

                With that, Rowan all but ceased her frivolity and downed the rest of her drink. She signaled the bartender that served her earlier. He was on the other side of the bar and tried to ignore her, but Rowan was not having it. She embraced the source and used a switch of Air to spank his bottom. He jumped about three feet in the air and spun around, looking directly at Rowan.

                “Oi! Another!” She yelled over Blarney Stoned’s second song, another cover, Lana Del Rey’s Gods and Monsters.