Ariel had been in the club for an hour, and she already felt sick -after one shot of vodka, no less. Her friends from university, who had tagged along, were doing just fine, but the mermaid side of her did not do well with alcohol. Hence why she was in the bathroom, trying to hype herself up for the next round.

She was just about to pour another round of cold water over her face, when she heard a loud noise coming one of the stalls.

"Hello ?", she said, getting closer, taking off one of her high heels as some sort of makeshift weapon in case things got wild. "Is everything alright in there ?"