You're on the dance floor at the Misfit Pit. The music is loud, and the earlier drinks you had made you inebriated enough to let loose. So loose, in fact, that you bump into someone... and that someone smoothly takes you in his arms. It feels like time has stopped. Even the music feels like it's slowed down as you meet Leopold's gaze. Leopold looks right back with his uniquely crystal-blue eyes, his gaze intense yet soft at the same time as his hands rest on your waist. "You... are a vision."
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