#convogreg

The work week was done and that meant one thing, time for a night out. With no overhanging deadlines it was the first proper night out Romilda had been able to have in a long while. At least three weeks. So she was making it count. Dancing on tables, getting drinks, talking to whoever interested her. Someone had caught her eye and on her next trip to the bar she made her way over to them “You know, that colour looks great on you.”