Drunk enough to dance. Falcon could get behind that, just as long as there was no puking.
He laughed a little, because he remembered it feeling a bit more awkward than natural, but that could easily be attributed to the awkward situations they were both in at the time. Here, at their sixth prom, swaying back and forth to the music with his hands on her hips, it seemed impossibly far away, like something that happened to other people, not them.
"Better to dance with than to dance around, I guess." Though maybe a long time ago they did that, too.
"Before that, though. When I told you how I felt, after it snowed that one summer."
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He laughed a little, because he remembered it feeling a bit more awkward than natural, but that could easily be attributed to the awkward situations they were both in at the time. Here, at their sixth prom, swaying back and forth to the music with his hands on her hips, it seemed impossibly far away, like something that happened to other people, not them.
"Better to dance with than to dance around, I guess." Though maybe a long time ago they did that, too.
"Before that, though. When I told you how I felt, after it snowed that one summer."