She maneuvered her way across the other end of the club, noticing Ian's distance was a lot more farther than she had sought it out to be. She drew in closer and closer steps, seeing how she successfully waved through the crowds of people dancing and drinking.
"Ian?" She calls out over the music, but the dark haired man didn't hear her the first few times she spoke his name out. Candice already annoyed, decided to shout his name out even if the groups of individuals start looking weirdly and questioningly at her. She had to do something.
"Ian!" Candice forced out another shout, as she gentle pushes someone out of her way, and closing the distance to where the man stood at. He was with someone.
Someone that wasn't Nina, which oddly gave Candice a questioning thought. She brushed it off quickly though as she then spots a figure just a few feet from where she was.
In the meantime, Kat was watching over Nina, who's been slurring her words and saying nonsensical things. Kat was scanning the area, wondering where Candice could have drifted off too, as her eyes scatter the crowded club, her attention was immediately caught by the same familiar figure that Candice had just seen. They seemed to be trying to make their way to the bar, seeing how this mystery person was coming more in distance towards the two women. Her attention was taken by a loud noise of glass banging on the table.
When she looked back to see her drunken friend, a shocked expression was made, as she saw Nina sat on the stool, confused and in awe as to what happen. She was looking down to the palms of her hands, as red liquid came rushing down to her arms. The big glass shard that gave her a little bit amount of pain, due to her body being nub of any physical sensations.
"What the actual fuck Nina, we are leaving right now!" Kat furiously shouted, internally guilting herself for agreeing to go out clubbing. As she was about to make her way towards the crowded dance floor, her firm grip on Nina was soon released as she saw her drunken friend still look down at her hands in awe.
"Nina! We are leaving right now, let's go!" She sternly reminds her again, but it was no use, no matter her words or any other ways to get her off the stool, the brunette will ignore her demands. "Fine! If you choose to stay here and not receive some sort of aid, that's on you!" She hisses again, frustrated as she puts her arms up in surrender of giving up in trying to take Nina home. That was when she stumbled backwards and hit a tall man, his back turned to her. Kat spun quickly around to apologize, but was lost for words as the man slowly turned her direction.
"Kitty Kat! Hey!" He said in amusing yet shocked tone.
"P-Dubs, what brings you here?" She asked confused of his appearance.
"I thought Candice told you? I'm here with Phoebe."
"Phoebe?" Kat said again in great confusion.
"Yeah, I uhh, I came here with her. See we were suppose to meet with Joseph and Daniel but they're M.I.A" He clears the air, as he looks behind the light skinned woman and sees Nina, who was slouched down on the stool by the bar.
"Is Nina alright?" Paul's worriedly tone was apparent.
"Not exactly, she's been an ass pain getting out of here, which is why I'm glad I found you." She clapped her hands happily, leading him towards the drunken girl.
Nina sat there, not noticing Paul's appearance in the club, she was too busy focusing on the other people around the bar who had interesting conversations. Some she over heard, others she just saw their facial expression. An unexpected person taps her on the arm, oddly enough she answers, thinking that the light skinned woman was at yet another attempt to escort her out the club.
