BATFAMILY | Imagines

WASTED | Batsis

Word count [1063]

Music blasted through the speakers, screams and laughter travelled through the large crowded room. Fluorescent lights flashed in neutral tones, only giving little light within the dimly lit area, people were splayed around the room making out or drinking as the night went on, it was most definitely fun to be somewhere out of your comfort zone. Which in specifics was way past the border of Y/N Wayne's comfort.

"Can I get a*hiccup*nother round of vodka shots, please." The wayne girl slurred, smiling widely at the barman who nodded at her request. You could say she came to the club to take her mind off of the world outside, Gotham was a dangerous place and she hated the fact that there wasnt a night she could let loose without the big bat being there to reel here back in.

As soon as the shot glasses, full of a translucent liquid were placed on the counter infront of her she picked up the first, downing it right away. The buzz throughout her body allowed her to feel relaxed although the downfall to this was she was near to completely oblivious at this point. Maybe she had drank too much, I mean this was a once in a life time opportunity since she hadn't really tried this before, she had only turned nineteen a couple of weeks ago.

A ringing sound came from the pocket of her jacket, her hand went down to clasp at her phone, she didnt bother to look at who was calling her but swiped at the 'accept call'.

"Y/N?! Where are ya'? Bruce is flipping barrels over here'?"  Jason's voice echoed from the other end of the phone, making the girl giggle though she hadn't really processed what had been said.

"H-hey Jay. W*hiccup*what's happenin'?" She croaked, standing from the stool she was sat on and slammed two twenty pound notes on the bars counter giving the bartender a smile as he took the notes and nodded at her.

"Y/N where are ya'?"

"M'urm- at a club I think..." her body turned, taking staggered steps as she looked around the room she was in. Her brows furrowed, her eyes squinting when spotting no sign to say where she could be, all that she could see were people and there were loads at that.

"What do you mean you're at a club?!"

"I mean-" she stopped when a familiar beat came from the speakers, her head turned to the side while a smirk tugged at her lips. "Talk later Jay."

Her phone was left on a table beside her, the jacket she was wearing was flung to one side of the room as she pushed through the crowd to get to the centre where she climbed up onto one of the larger tables.

She swung her hips lightly at first, hands running through the mass of messy locks upon her head. She shuffled on the dark oak, forming an ongoing crowd that she had caught the attention of as she twirled and wiggled to the beat, her hands trailed down the sides of her body coming to rest on her waist.

Her head tilted back when she spun around, a laugh escaping her as she did. Her eyes closed, continuing her slow and angelic movement that ended up being uncontrollably seductive in her drunken state. The crowd 'woo'ed' and egged her on to dance, her movements became faster as the music hit the chorus that became a quicker pace in rhythm and beat. 

"Move! Out of the way, thank you." A voice erupted form the crowd going unnoticed by the girl who continued to dance- that's atleast until hands grabbed at her waist and hauled her into a pair of arms.