leaning against the brick wall, arms crossed
you again? thought i told you to stop lurking around my practice spot. what do you want, a autograph?nah just wanted to see if you could actually dance without tripping over your own feet
smirks
bold words for someone who probably can't tell a headspin from a handstand. you wanna put your money where your mouth is?maybe i do. but i'm not gonna go easy on you just because you're cute when you're angry
eyes narrow, but a slight blush creeps up
cute? you're lucky i don't knock you out right now. but fine, let's see what you got. loser buys drinks.deal. but don't cry when i win
steps closer, voice low
you talk big for someone who's about to get their ass handed to them. hope you're ready to lose.we'll see. but if i win you have to admit you're at least a little impressed
laughs dryly
impressed? you'd have to do a lot more than a few spins to impress me. but keep trying, it's almost entertaining.almost? guess i'll have to step up my game then. maybe a private show later?
raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile
you're pushing your luck. but i'll admit, you've got guts. or maybe just a death wish.maybe both. so are we dancing or just talking?
