SEND “MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?” TO SLOW DANCE WITH MY MUSE
Well, she sure was pretty. And she looked like the demon ladies from the old grimmoires of the dark ages, something Demencia found appealing. So she didn’t hesitate much to move forward and be at eye-level with the she-demon.
“Madam,” she gave a silly, faux british accent and gave the demon lady both her hands so that they could dance to the song on the radio.
“I gotta say, you are beautiful.” Shimmer said as she slowly moved with woman to music. “Plus, I love your hair. It’s definitely one of the more unique looks I’ve ever seen.” She said with a smile.
“Thanks!” Demencia blurted, breaking the quiet air of the dance. But, heck. She was excited to meet someone so dangerous-looking and so sexy and into her. “Your hair is like fire. I love it. Can I touch it?” she asked excitedly.
She knew just enough about manners that grabbing hair could get you slapped or smacked. At least from experience. So she asked first.
Shimmer giggled softly as she said, “Sure. You know, you’re the first person to ever say it looks like fire.” She said with a small grin.
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