Warning: Sexual content
"Hmm~? What's this?" Jel said, feeling himself be swept by Osbert all around the ballroom. "You haven't stepped on me even once."
"Why?" Osbert asked, raising his eyebrow at the man in front of him. "Did you want to be stepped by me or something?"
"Maybe~," Jel said, sticking his tongue out at the man. "I am fine with this though, where did you learn to waltz?"
"I just watched a lot of movies." Osbert shrugged, twirling Jel. "My mother was an avid movie watcher. When she was alive, she would pretend to dance with me."
"She sounds like a gem."
"She was," Osbert said, smiling sadly. "But life will not always be kind to you just because you are a nice person."
"True," Jel said, the music picking up as they quickened their dance. "We make mistakes, others make mistakes. Things like this keep happening over and over. It's a sad world we live in."