[If she feels awkward, followed by a pack of his “friends,” dancing with him for - Jesus, she’s not going to think about any of that - she hides it well, and grabs his hand when he looks back at her. She does take the lead, straight into the crowd of people bobbing and weaving to the beat. There’s no getting him alone, here, but she’s already decided she doesn’t like the crowd he’s running with.
Dancing is easy enough, here: it’s just a lot of swaying and jumping. She leans in to shout into his ear, to be heard above the music.]
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Dancing is easy enough, here: it’s just a lot of swaying and jumping. She leans in to shout into his ear, to be heard above the music.]
Think I was going to stand you up?