☽ *ﾟ ━ closed ( event ! ) starter for @seb-of-the-dead !
even in heels, hazel has found that her dress is still a little too long, leading to her bunching up the front of the skirt as she attempts to weave her way through the crowd of masked people. hazel, herself, has never had a problem with vast amounts of people being in one space, but she can understand how it might pull nerves from some people, especially with people’s faces being covered. with a diet coke in her other hand, hazel’s attempting to find her way back to her girlfriend, but she’s moving a little too fast and manages take a step forward as somebody in the crowd takes a step back, causing her to be jostled just enough for her arm to automatically fly forward, propelling diet coke over the edge of the glass, and onto some poor bystander’s shoes. if she weren’t so focused on what she just did, she’d realise that there’s something familiar about said bystander, but her attention falls to the floor. “oh my god, i am so sorry !”
