[Billy sounds musing now, fingers curling in the material of Teddy's suit jacket, momentarily forgetting the steps and just swaying instead. It's like a high school prom in those silly scene drama movies, a moment on the dance floor where everything seems to slow, where the downtrodden star of the show meets the partner they'd always dreamed of having, finally winning the prize of a perfect ending. It's a wonderful feeling, even if it's someone else's dance, and not theirs.]
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[Billy sounds musing now, fingers curling in the material of Teddy's suit jacket, momentarily forgetting the steps and just swaying instead. It's like a high school prom in those silly scene drama movies, a moment on the dance floor where everything seems to slow, where the downtrodden star of the show meets the partner they'd always dreamed of having, finally winning the prize of a perfect ending. It's a wonderful feeling, even if it's someone else's dance, and not theirs.]
What would you do without me, really.