It doesn’t take you long to discover that you’re tangled in a mass of wiry limbs and purple hair. Upon close examination, you see that it’s a college-aged girl. She’s wearing a short skirt, but fortunately for her, she’s also wearing a pair of neon pink leggings underneath it, so your clumsy nature hasn’t caused her to flash anyone.
“I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” you ask while scrambling to stand. You then reach out to help the girl to her feet, and much to your surprise, she doesn’t look angry.
“It’s okay. I’m sure it was at least half my fault.” She’s grinning now. “Hey, would you like to come dance with me and my friends?”
You glance at the bar full of cardboard coasters, then back at her. You’re torn.
A.) If you agree to go dance, click HERE.
B.) If you make and excuse and continue to the bar, click HERE.