A whirlwind of thoughts engulfed Natalie. Her recent breakup with her boyfriend of two years, the looming vision of layoffs at her workplace, a tiff with her family; there was nothing she could find solace in. It almost felt like she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She needed to calm her nerves and fast!
She gulped down a small vodka to take the edginess off her mood. J-lounge had been her favourite haunt for quite some time. She almost had a mini fan-following there. Always smiles, always courteous, she was the kind of person who could make people feel warm inside merely by smiling at them. She understood this aspect of non-verbal communication just too well. Notwithstanding her current state of mind, she carried herself with a calm and confident gait onto the dance floor.
The music rippled across the enclosed room. She gave herself up to the beats, swaying to the tune of the ascending tones. Meanwhile, a couple directly across her seemed to be having a heated conversation. The guy seemed in no mood to dance and his girl tried her best nonetheless to coax him onto the dance floor. She finally gave up. Several people round Natalie had given her a wide berth and seemed transfixed to her rhythmic moves. The girl, who had just failed to get her guy onto the floor, joined Natalie and both reverberated to the beats together. They were soon joined by another gang of girls and took the spotlight on the tiny floor. The DJ played his best mixes, the crowd cheering everytime Natalie showcased a complicated Hip-Hop move. Natalie knew she had gotten way past her previous nervous self.