As the night went on, the atmosphere at the bar became more lively. The music played louder, the lights flashing in time with the beat, and the crowd grew rowdier. Grace, feeling more and more at ease, found herself laughing and enjoying the night with the friends. She'd had a couple of drinks by now, and the alcohol made her feel warm, carefree, and just a little bit tipsy.
"Hey, I'm going to the bathroom," Grace told the girls, her words slightly slurring as she stood up from the booth. She wobbled a little but caught herself, flashing them a playful grin. They all nodded and waved her off, as she made her way through the crowded bar toward the bathroom.
Once inside, Grace leans against the sink for a moment, taking a breath and trying to steady herself. The mirror reflected her slight
