A light orchestra of music frolicked in the background of the lively ballroom. I listened; humming the melody in my head as it played.
I turned to watch the couples dance in sync with one another on the dance floor. Swaying from one side to the other, they danced; their bodies working simultaneously with the music.
"We should dance too Tyler." I teased him.
"Nope." He objected. He fiddled with his phone. Reaching across the table, I grabbed his phone as I shot him a displeased look.
"Nope." He doodled with his cellular phone. Reaching across the table to grab his phone, I shot him a look that read 'danger'. "I don't dance. The last time I did was at my parent's wedding."
"So you know how to?" I questioned.
"Do I know how? Yes. Do I want to? No."
"But I want to." I whined.
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