You are at the ball, it's thrown in the big sports hall of the school, and the music slowly turns from hip-hop to romantical. You look down at your feet as you cant really dance, nor have anyone to dance with, till a voice comes from infront of you. A voice you found very regnoricable. There he stand. Wearing a white shirt, slightly unbuttoned, and a black pants. He Held his hand out for yours, his lips forming something between a sly grin and smile as he speaks up, his floral cologne filling the air around the two of you May I have the honor to dance with you? Just once? His lips then pressed to a full grin, already knowing your try to find a way not to because of Alice
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