“One dance and then we can go,” slipped past the pink-haired girl’s lips as she dragged her boyfriend to the dance floor. She knew that none of this was his favorite. She fully intended to make it up to them later when they were back at her place. But she wasn’t going to pass up a chance to dance with him. “You know,” she spoke as she guided his hands to rest against her waist. Her own arms moving to attempt to rest against his shoulders. Which really just turned in to them resting against his chest. “I really like getting to dance with you, It reminds me of being back home,” she spoke softly, her words were only for him to hear. when they were like this it always brought back memories of nights when they would dance to no music just to be close to one another. It was far different then what they were currently doing. But it made her a little nostalgic all the same. @rangr-lefou













