01-19-2023, 01:30 AM
One of the pair of eyes that watched the beautiful people ascend the steps was Danika Zayed. This was her second party night in a few days, and her productivity in the lab had been absolute rubbish lately as a result. Things were really tense also in the facility. Godric and Marie were speaking, but they both shunned Danika like she was being blamed for the drama at the Almaz club. Danika only noticed when she walked up to Godric’s desk to ask if he had the figures she’d requested. It was probably a bad idea to blow off your boss, but Danika didn’t mind. He needed some time to process the threat of being beat up by Nox.
She never would have gone out again if it wasn’t for the spontaneous message that flooded her devices. Nox invited her to another club as a sort of making amends for not bringing a diet coke back. She thought the gesture to be really disproportionate to the offense, and Danika took no offense. He wasn’t her personal waiter! Plus she did eventually go order a diet coke for herself.
That was how Danika found herself standing outside the club on a work night. She was wearing the exact same outfit as what she wore to Almaz because let’s be honest, that’s the only outfit like that she owned. It was a blue silk dress with feathers wrapping around the waist. She seriously considered taking a saw to the black heels and lower them a few inches, but after studying the numbers decided that it would corrupt the walking integrity and opted against it. Then she thought to go shopping for an alternate pair, but she ran out of time and had to wear them or show up barefoot.
She never would have gone out again if it wasn’t for the spontaneous message that flooded her devices. Nox invited her to another club as a sort of making amends for not bringing a diet coke back. She thought the gesture to be really disproportionate to the offense, and Danika took no offense. He wasn’t her personal waiter! Plus she did eventually go order a diet coke for herself.
That was how Danika found herself standing outside the club on a work night. She was wearing the exact same outfit as what she wore to Almaz because let’s be honest, that’s the only outfit like that she owned. It was a blue silk dress with feathers wrapping around the waist. She seriously considered taking a saw to the black heels and lower them a few inches, but after studying the numbers decided that it would corrupt the walking integrity and opted against it. Then she thought to go shopping for an alternate pair, but she ran out of time and had to wear them or show up barefoot.