Alice stood in the middle of the Empire State building, New York. She was surrounded by about 50 other people, here for the same thing, all of whom knew only a few of them was going to pull through.
Gazing around at the high ceiling, she made polite conversation with them around her, sipping at her blood red wine in the process. `Snobs`, she thought to herself. Here they were, dressed mainly in whites, blacks and creams, when Alice herself appeared in a bright scarlet red dress, her auburn dyed hair curled so it stood big. She had a passion for the 80's.
She noticed there were only another 4 women in the hall, the rest all men. Two women were surrounded by a group of men, squeals emitting from the centre where they stood.
` Immature scum`, she scolded, laughing to herself. Here they all were, gathered for serious business, and these childish men were hitting up on women, the women being just as idiotic as to letting them.
She re-filled her glass, immediately placing it to her lips. She'd had a very stressful week, which included breaking up with her boyfriend, Alan. `Ahh well,`, she thought, although wishing it was that easy to forget him and move on. The hall had become rather crowded now, so she settled for leaning against a thick pillar behind her.
She could feel the wine slowly getting the better of her, resulting in feeling irritated and snappy. "Watch where your going, imbeciles!", she snapped as an arrogant duo brushed roughly past, causing her to spill her alcohol down her. See what I mean? She stood on the spot, raising her arms around in frustration, looking for a waiter.
"Would you like some help with that?", a deep voice came from behind her. Turning around, she faced a tall, broad shouldered man, with a beard, moustache, and piercing eyes. "Piss off", she hissed, as she knew he was trying to hit on her.
He took her hand firmly, guiding her behind him through the crowds. She repeatedly yanked her arm back, protesting, but he kept his grip. They squeezed into the small space surrounding the entrance doors, pushed closely together due to the lack of it. Her pulled her in even closer, holding her in place with his arm as she tried to struggle against him.
He passed orders to the waiter standing at the doors, who darted off through the crowd they had just traipsed through. "So…", he said, looking down at Alice. "You know, this is a really bad way to try and impress me" Alice replied, looking him seriously in the face.
She had to admit he was handsome. "Is that so?", he laughed back, taking his jacket off. "Are you impressed now?", he joked. She stood on his foot, her 5 inch heel digging in. "You flirt," he teased, shrugging her action off easily, wrapping his free arm around her and hugging her slightly. "A thanks would be nice", he resumed. "For what?" Alice questioned, "I could, can, manage perfectly well by myself," she continued firmly. "Obviously…" he replied, rolling his eyes and smiling.
" I'm sorry, but who are you?" she asked, emphasising. "You'll find out soon enough", he replied smiling slightly, turning back into the crowd and disappearing into the sea of heads as the waiter returned, addressing Alice. "Sorry about that, madam, this way", he directed, starting to guide her in the direction he had appointed.
She continuously glanced back, looking for him, but it was impossible as the waiter hurried her along.