LYSSA FOLLOWS MARK

"I should actually go find Mark and get one of those towels," she said nervously as she backed away from Jack. He looked disappointed but shrugged it off, letting her go without a fight. She went the direction she last saw Mark heading, towards the kitchen she thought? But when she got there she found no sign of him.

She looked around and realized she was now alone at the party, with no idea where any of the people she knew were. The first traces of a panic began to creep into her mind, but she pushed it away. Plenty of people went to parties on their own, why should she be worried at all? Jenny was here somewhere, she could always go find her if she needed help.

The incredibly strong drink was still in her hand, and she looked at it for a long time before taking another sip. Now that she was prepared for the burn it wasn't so bad, despite how awful it still tasted. She could probably **** it down and make herself have fun if she really wanted to. Or maybe it would be a good idea to head to the bathroom and clean off first? She was still a bit of a mess, not that anyone seemed to care.