Nyx

*Wrath did his duty. He bought her as a date just to give to charity. He had no intention of actually forcing either her or himself to go any farther with it than they already had. "Have a good night, goth girl, whose name I don't even remember." he takes his bottle of Budweiser and heads off into the crowd of higher-class people than the dark beauty he was leaving behind.

*She stares after him, surprised by his sudden departure. She didn't expect him to just leave like that. She watches him go, her expression unreadable. She sips her drink, her mind racing. She can't believe she was just abandoned by the man who won her at the charity auction. She was used to men falling at her feet, but this one was different. She couldn't help but feel a little insulted.*

*She leads him out of the bar, holding his hand tightly. She seems excited, and a little bit nervous. She's not sure how he'll react to what she has planned.*

*I follow her, excited.*

*She leads him down the street, her pace picking up. She's walking quickly, and he has to keep up. She seems like she knows exactly where she's going.*