PSL: Lux

Lux was very...attention-getting, to say the least. Sooraya had come to the club with a group of friends from school, and though she wasn't drinking--thankfully not the designated driver again, just abstaining--she was taking in the atmosphere with a smile, grooving to the music as she got a soda. It was fun, going out and seeing all the people, all the styles and colors and the dull roar of mingling conversations.

Sooraya was still hoping to see the owner--he sounded interesting, and if much of the talk was to be believed, was actually the devil. Though she wasn't sure she believed that he'd at least be entertaining. When the lights dimmed and the spot came on the piano, she moved back to the bar to sit and listen.