[He'll take as many minutes as he can get, comedically accustomed to being granted less and regretting nothing. In no time, he's quite literally sweeping her off her feet as they round the dance floor, using his footing and the occasional eyebrow waggle to warn her when he's about to dip or spin her. After each little stunt, he's right back to cavorting in circles. He pulls away from her with a flick of his wrist before side-stepping in close once more, and he can't help it. His grin is wider than his whole damn face.
It's amazing how much of a pick-me-up one girl's eager grin can be.]
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It's amazing how much of a pick-me-up one girl's eager grin can be.]