The bar was alive with music as the crowd gathered for tonight's main event, Skinless was playing. As long-time fans of their work, the place was packed with goths of every kind.
Cyber, trad, nu, corp-goths, punks, vampires, the list went on. But the filled room spoke for itself, more than any words ever could.
Nyx held Adam's hand as they made their way through the flashing lights, swirling smoke, and packed bodies, heading straight for the bar.
Behind the counter stood a short Chinese woman with black lipstick, a short purple crop top, a mini dress, fishnet stockings, and a lip piercing.
She stood at 5'5, and her skin was pale, as if was soft looking, a crowd was at the counter, all enjoying themselves as they drank the serve drinks.
The girl in question looked over, feeling a familiar presence coming her way.
And the moment she locked eyes with Nyx, she called out to her.
"Nyxiii! Is that you, girl?!"
