Date: 2015-12-27 01:00 am (UTC)
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Sunny in turn put her other hand on his shoulder and fell into step with him as easy as walking, no hesitation, no beat of awkwardness, just flowing.

She could imagine what kind of picture the two of them made, Felix a riot of color, her a ghostly absence of it. While she was not a short woman by any means, the height difference between them was usually half a foot or so; her high-heeled shoes made that less striking. And while the both of them could, unkindly, be called skinny, more kindly put they were willowy. Add to that of course that most of these people had never learned ballroom dancing, and she knew at once that people were watching. She ignored it.

"And you know proper dance hold." She sighed, adding a wordless, Of course you do. "I'm used to needing to be the man because men never know how."
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