Who: Open Where: Bathroom
Charlotte Delyle had made her rounds through the party, but as of now considering how tiring everything had been that evening she made her way through the crowds, pushing past the ever sweatier bodies of dancing gods and goddesses, her own paint beginning to tear around the edges.
Have to fix this up was the thought on her mind as she found herself moving toward the haven, the sweet spot that was the nearest bathroom. What luck she had in finding the bathroom to be completely unoccupied. Pushing the door open she stepped inside, closing it behind her.
Pity she hadn’t fixed up the latch, as just when she was finished fixing herself up in the mirror, she heard the door handle opening. “Don’t you know a shut door me-”
“Oh.” she said, surprised by whom had chosen to enter the bathroom. “Bit rude to burst in when someone is in the bathroom, isn't it?” she added, almost surprised at the intrusion.
