Omi smiled more broadly as Akaya pulled him closer by the hip. He left his hand on the musician's shoulder and moved to his lead, not the least bothered by the not-quite-chaste nature of the dancing. Omi thought that should be no surprise to Akaya by now. He'd made several remarks over the course of the day signaling openness to casual sex, both in general and with him specifically.

Eventually, though, Omi had to break from the heat of the dance floor for something to drink. He downed the rest of the Bloody Mary entirely too fast, and then made the mistake of following it with an appletini, which he bought himself. He made it about halfway through it before he started feeling lightheaded. He giggled as he set the glass down.

"I shouldn't have gotten these so close together... What a waste."