Sarah turned bright red and twirled her hair. “Would you like t-to dance w-with me?” She asked. “I never have either but…but I want to try dancing with you. Maybe it will make you feel better”

He curled up further underneath the mass of blankets on his bed. Only the crown of his head peaked out. “I’ll l-look dumb,” came the muffled mumble, embarrassed.

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