squishy yoshi / / i ♥ stalking
Lyra pressed out the front of her dress after returning from the lady's room. Never before had she felt the need to visit a place more than she did tonight and poor Christian was left alone every time, not that he didn't have people to talk too. She sighed, looking to the dancing floor wanting to make a few rounds for a change. Christian seemed to be taking his time, but she would eventually find someone to dance with, that was for sure.
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