Suzie ignores the thumping, tries to escape the shadowy outlines that seem to grasp out to her. A flash of bright white light. Her time has come? Some voice chuckles - don't be daft it tells herself. Like lightening it turns purple but within an instant its green, then red. The colours shoot up and rain down.
Fireworks.
No stars twinkle. The clouds mist above; lingering in wait. Suzie's breath puffs out in sharp bursts. She pats her hands together and wriggles her toes in time to the music in the background.
"Come here," a warm whisper in her ear.
Arms envelop her, squeezing her together, the warmth passing through every inch of her body. She feels her heart warm quickly. She snuggles in, resting her head on a shoulder. Briefly closing her eyes, the bangs and 'awww' and 'oooo's become vague noises. The sweet smell of candyfloss is replaced with one she was well accustomed to. One she wished she didn't. It was not one people would recognise. It was nice to her.
It was the smell of him.
