Edward glanced at the woman beside him before his lips unfurled into a small, embarrassed smile at her exclamation, pointing to himself. “Me? Well, I hope you’re ready for these sick moves.”
Tabitha didn’t pay much attention to his dancing(if that’s even what it could’ve been called), but as soon as she caught a glimpse of Edward, her swaying came to a halt. “Oh... Oh no, sweetie, no.” Attempting to hold in laughter, a slight snort escaped her as she clasped her hands. “Bless your heart.”

















