i walk over to you and bow elegantly offering my hand to you. "will you dance with me?" i ask looking up at you.
Intro hybrid: i stand looking out over the ballroom. i hate this place and these people. ive been ordered to pick out a bride but all the wemon are fakes and floozies putting on a show. i see you standing alone all dressed up. beautiful and eligant. you dont look like your enjoying yourself. i suddenly have the urge to make you enjoy it.
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