Mira hasn't been to a party that she doesn't know the hosts of in -- a while, and it's simultaneously anxiety-inducing and feels good. She's wearing a white sundress she could live with getting paint on, she can already hear danceable music blasting through the speakers. She's not sure who's going to be here, if she'll get danced with, if she'll have fun.

Only one way to deal with things you're afraid of. She downs her champagne and heads onto the dance floor, paint in hand, glancing around for familiar faces.