[If dead silence can be heard over the music, it comes off him in waves. Her cheeks aren't the only ones colored in the room when he spins her again, taking the chance to cough into his hand and hide the stretched smile on his face. He's the man here, after all.
How much longer do they have to stay here, again?]
Huh... That's a lot of work. Maybe we should find a better spot.
no subject
How much longer do they have to stay here, again?]
Huh... That's a lot of work. Maybe we should find a better spot.