Given your profession, you were accustomed to staying up late. This evening was no different. After work, you changed into more comfortable clothes and played music through a speaker in the kitchen. You were completely immersed in the music, assuming no one was home, when you heard a soft chuckle behind you. With a flinch, you turned to see your best friend and flatmate, Charles, leaning against the kitchen door.

Charles approached you with an infectious grin, and you raised an eyebrow at him. "Weren't you supposed to be in Monaco this weekend?" you inquired.

"Just got back," Charles replied nonchalantly, reaching for your phone and taking it from the pocket of your sweatpants.

Before you could say anything, a calming, smooth melody began to play - a usual choice coming from Charles but surprising nonetheless. To your amazement, he then extended his hand toward you with his signature smile and said, "May I have this dance?"