Private Finished No Good Witches

Tuesday wasn't exactly careless, she was just very impulsive and prone to taking risks. It honestly wasn't the best thing for a witch, and she would not have been her family's representative to the coven had there been another available option. All that said though, she was loyal to the coven. Loyal to Wednesday and the others, and she liked to think she had their backs.

Her own cup was half empty by the time she made it to V's table and as she greeted him she smiled back at Wednesday. Happy. Parties, and being with others in general, made her feel the most comfortable- in stark contrast with Wednesday apparently.

As Wednesday offered her more demure greeting Tuesday whispered into V's ear and giggled. In response V grinned wide and stepped forward towards Wednesday, with Tuesday's arm sliding off his shoulder as he moved.

"A friend of Tuesday's is a friend of mine. I don't mind watching a few things for two very pretty girls," he said with a relatively noticeable Spanish accent. "Name's Valentino but everyone just calls me 'V'." With that he nodded at Tuesday and she gestured for Wednesday to give her the coat, sliding her own down behind the table as well.

Tuesday waited in case Wednesday had something further to say to him and then looked out over the dancers. Less of an actual dance floor and more of a random jumble of bodies dancing together. "Alright, you better get back to the music and we better go dance," she called out loudly to V and Wednesday respectively.

Tuesday was amused at Wednesday's response to V but she decided not to poke fun at her for it. She could tease her later if she grew more comfortable with partying and guy and such.

She had nearly finished her beer and left the cup behind with V as she guided Wednesday back into the crowd. Having her hand available was far more important than the last bit of the drink. The familiar minor warmth that came from drinking began to surface, though it would take a fair bit more to make her actually drunk.

The first thing Tuesday did was gently grab for the girls arms, bringing them back down form their wild gesturing as she laughed, "First lesson is don't think too much about it. Just start with kinda moving your hips a little bit. Here, watch me." With that Tuesday began slowly moving her hips to show Wednesday how to do it. After giving her a chance to see it she sped up gradually to match the music pounding all around them.

They had started with a small bubble of open area to work with at first just by nature of having pushed their way into the crowd but as they lingered there the crowd pushed back in closer. Occasional jostles or bumps were common but Tuesday made sure to stay nice and close to Wednesday, cheering her on regardless of how awkward or not her movements were.

Ultimately there were no true steps to the dancing. It was a mass of people moving more or less to the rhythm, doing whatever felt right. For the moment Tuesday was ignoring everyone else and working with Wednesday.

Tuesday had started to wonder if maybe Wednesday was going to stay so stiff and uncomfortable all night. But then the girl slowly started to loosen up.

"Yes! Just like that, now you're getting it," cheered Tuesday as she danced with the girl. It wasn't super obvious but any time a person would start bumping too hard into Wednesday a subtle elbow from the older girl moved to dissuade them from continuing.

On a normal night Tuesday would have been looking for other cute guys, or girls, to draw into dancing with her. But that wasnt her plan that night so she stayed with Wednesday and moved to lift the girl's arms up into the air. "Now let that motion spread to the rest of your body. Before you know it this'll feel natural to you," she advised as she leaned in to be heard over the crowd.

For her part Tuesday was already swaying and rolling her whole body along with the music. Ecstatic that her sister witch was starting to enjoy herself.

Tuesday was having such a good time that it took her a little longer than it should have to notice the other girl slowing down. She had been too focused on the smiles and happiness Wednesday was showing on her face, but after a significant amount of dancing it was clearer that the girl was breathing hard and having a hard time keeping up.

Once Tuesday finally realized the issue she looked over with concern. "Hey, do you need to go sit down or something Wednesday? You look like you're getting ready to pass out," Tuesday asked as she moved in to offer the younger girl her arm to grab while wrapping her other around her shoulders to hold her if she did actually start falling. Hopefully the girl wasn't too bothered by the physical contact, but Tuesday had noticed how she had shrunk away earlier. Too bad. Tuesday wasn't going to just leave her to her own devices there in the crowd.

Thinking about how embarrassed the girl might end up feeling she also added, "we can take a break and do more dancing later, no worries. Maybe get something else to drink." They could get her water if she wasn't thrilled with the idea of more beer. Maybe the two of them sitting somewhere might even draw the attention of some of the guys to come try to talk to them.

Tuesday could practically hear the disappointment in the younger girl's voice as she agreed to be helped over somewhere to sit down. She walked the girl over towards where a couch was sitting haphazardly scooted up against a half wall. Unfortunately there was a girl making out with a guy on the couch at the moment.

Tuesday began reciting what Wednesday would have easily recognized as an incantation before she gestured at one of the cups on the wall. It wiggled and then flipped over right onto the girl and she yelped in surprise. She jumped up to go clean off the spill from her shirt and her date followed her towards the bathroom, clearing the small couch for the witches.

She snorted as they approached, "Wow, I can't believe that actually worked. I think it only got her so the seat should still be fine." Indeed the couch seemed ok, or as ok as anything could be during a crazy blowout like this one. Tuesday got Wednesday to the couch and sat next to her for a second.

"Hey Weds," she said as she tried to make out what the girl was saying but apparently missed it, "I can't hear you but if you're thanking me then don't worry about it. I'm gonna go get you another drink. You just relax and catch your breath." Leaving the girl alone and recovering wasn't the most responsible thing she could do but that was the only way she was getting them both another drink. She would be fine there for like a minute right?

Tuesday got up, looked over to make sure Wednesday didn't seem to be in serious trouble and then hurried off to go get the drinks.

Soon after she left a couple guys started slowly gravitating towards the couch before one of them broke off to come over. He was wearing what he probably thought was a cool leather vest and those stupid plastic shades that were just lines of plastic and gaps to see through. Without asking he sat down next to Wednesday and looked over. "Hey, can I get you a drink or something?," he asked with, to his credit, at least a decently smooth tone. His buddies were playing the 'pretending not to look but clearly are looking' game.