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[indent][indent][indent]Feeling the beats, Sonny and Julie matched each other’s movements accordingly. The muscle memory was smoother than he initially gave it credit for. Either that, or being around Julie made him not care about how he danced to such a degree that he didn’t realize how terrible he looked. Sonny never claimed to be a good dancer; even when he was actively trying to improve, he never had [i]it[/i], but maybe that’s what happened when you threw caution into the wind and started to have fun. 

Because that’s exactly what Sonny was doing. Was it because of Julie? Yeah, maybe. Or maybe for the first time in a while, he was able to let loose and just [i]enjoy[/i] himself.

But alas, like all good things in life, Sonny’s moments of assemble-ing while Julie pirouetted him due to her slightly superior height had come to an end on the note as the somewhat upbeat song was replaced by something less groovy. It was a song Sonny had heard on the radio a few times and knew it was trash because of what it meant for some. See, Sonny was more of a hyperactive dancer and slow dancing was the bane of his existence and that’s exactly what Pillowtalk demanded. From people like Chanel, who was on the dancefloor already assuming the role of a leader, Sonny expressed himself with his tongue out, emulating one who was about to vomit.

Sonny leaned to Julie. [color=ff8c00]“I’m gonna get us a couple of drinks. Be back in a few!”[/color] 

Sonny was about two feet into moving his legs over towards the refreshments table when he caught the sight of his two best friends over by the DJ booth and holding each other in an intimate way no more than a few feet away. The way they looked, the way they were so close, and how...effortlessly they moved, Sonny had nearly forgotten about the drinks. He just watched them dance, watching Rye lead Marisol across the dancefloor like she was the beauty to his graceful beast. Like it was…

Sonny shook his head and whatever thought crept up into his mind, he pushed it out nearly immediately, forgetting about the drinks, forgetting about whatever refreshments he thought he needed and instead went back to Julie. He took her hand, smiling. [color=ff8c00]“I suppose we don’t have to stop dancing and I always wanted to try slow dancing, so how about it?”[/color] Sonny was speaking rhetorically, though he would wait for Julie to accept his offer before he would try his best to take her in a different way than even Sonny thought he was capable of. If he was going to fail at this, then he knew Julie would simply take the lead. He trusted her but moreover, he wanted to try and get closer to his best friends and slow dancing across the dancefloor was as good of a way to do it.[/indent][/indent][/indent][/color]