The Debutant's Court

It felt like I was at a club. The music drifted out of the room vibrating my entire being. The pulse of the drum felt like my own heartbeat and the bass was so overwhelming the sound became own thoughts. I could feel it in my bones that tonight anything was possible. But maybe it was just wishful thinking, for all I know it could have been my nerves. The party was barely half over and already the entire court was faded on cannabis or trashed on alcohol. I didn't take anything, I felt just as wasted with anxiety of tonight.