( if billy were any less tipsy, he'd probably be right there beside abel. as it is, he keeps an eye on him, watches how stiff he moves. he doesn't know this guy well, yet. but he gets it. the nervousness, the--not wanting eyes on him judging him. so billy changes tactics.
turns into abel and wraps arms loose around his shoulders, leans in close. )
Close your eyes. Don't focus on any of them, focus on yourself. Dancing isn't about being perfect, it's about letting go.
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turns into abel and wraps arms loose around his shoulders, leans in close. )
Close your eyes. Don't focus on any of them, focus on yourself. Dancing isn't about being perfect, it's about letting go.