A giggle escapes her lips as she feels hands on her hips, grinding her backside into the crouch of some faceless male, his features shadowed by the Hashing blue and green lights inside the club. As if she cares what he looks like. 'er short, dark brown hair whips around her face as she continues dancing against the man. 'eSs hot and sweaty, sheSs hot and sweaty, everyoneSs hot and sweaty.