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Sonny's expression didn't go unnoticed, Nadia feeling her face flush with heat as he took her hand. He actually wanted to dance! She was...actually, mostly surprised, she was so sure that he wasn't going to agree since he didn't seem like the type to dance. There was no hiding her giddiness, the girl smiling happily until they came to a halt. Julie MacMillan and Andres De La Fuente had approached them--or was it the other way around? Shit, she couldn't remember, she had been so wrapped up with the look on Sonny's face that she had completely lost all focus. 

At the mention of Julie being his third favorite, she couldn't help but wonder where she placed on that list. Well, maybe second place wasn't so bad? It was actually rather flattering, but once again she spaced out thinking about that and missed the conversation, tuning in just in time for Julie to show them something on her phone. Oh, Julie and Sonny were friends? Or...were? God, she needed to pay better attention, Sonny was getting her all flustered!

Exhaling, Nadia wouldn't comment on the picture, deciding to look elsewhere. Whether by coincidence or dumb luck, she spotted Kavi once again. It looked like he was dancing with April Foster. She wondered why he ended up ghosting her, she never did get an answer to why he suddenly stopped texting her. It was a shame, she thought they were getting along well enough. Her eyebrows shot up as she noticed him giving April a kiss on the cheek, and it suddenly made sense why.

Annoyed, she turned back to Sonny and Julie. [color=lightsalmon]"Um, excuse me for just a second, I um...need to talk to someone,"[/color] She apologized, squeezing Sonny's hand before letting go. Walking with purpose, she managed to intercept Kavi, tapping him on the shoulder a little harder than she probably should have. [color=lightsalmon]"So, you ditch me for someone else and don't even give a 'sorry it's not working out' text?"[/color] She asked him, clearly irritated.
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The pounding beat of the music matched the one in Victoire's head, much to her dismay. Why was she so stressed out over a stupid dance? By whatever miracle of the Lord himself, Jun was nowhere to be found, so at least she didn't have to deal with him. His absence was suspicious but welcomed, though she would make sure she didn't get dragged down with him if he ended up ditching. She did her part, she showed up, if he decided he had something better to do then that wasn't her fault. Nothing was on fire, no fights had broken out, she was pretty sure the punch had long since gotten spiked but that wasn't her problem.

Now, if she could just find some aspirin, she could actually call the night a success.

Deciding to find her girl and hope she had some, Victoire navigated the floor cautiously. God, everything was just so loud. Spotting the familiar blonde, she unceremoniously shoved someone out of the way as she hurried towards her.

[color=deepskyblue]"Thank God,"[/color] She sighed in relief, tapping Mara's shoulder with a bit of urgency. [color=deepskyblue]"Please tell me you have Advil or Tylenol or a hammer to bash my head in with."[/color]
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