eveclaire
He stumbled around the bar, his shoulder bumping into every person he passed by. Muttering under his breath he pushed through the crowd.
"Idiots" he muttered sourly, elbowing a particularly large woman out of his way. The mass of people seemed to press in around him, cutting off all exits and suffocating him. At his slow pace he limped through people, one foot leading while the other dragged behind his hunched form. With the edge of the crowd in sight he quickened his pace and shoved through the final people, ignoring the sounds of protest they made after him. He breathed a sigh of relief and threw his body weight into the heavy black door marked as the exit to the club.