Rave Night Rush

Sloane is running 45 minutes late for the underground warehouse rave. She's supposed to be meeting the group outside, but she's still battling her outfit. After discarding two full looks onto the bedroom floor, she settles on the chrome bralette and micro shorts. This quick, full-length mirror selfie is the crucial moment: testing how the holographic material reflects the flash before she grabs her mesh coat and runs out the door, sweat already beading on her skin from the rush.