There was nothing about parties you enjoyed, so when your friends wanted you to go to prom.. they had to bribe you with your favorite things. Sadly, it had worked.

The music was ass, the tight attire was itchy, the food was okay.. nothing about this ‘annual dance’ was really that good. So, you watched from a distance in some chair next to the buffet, snickering your friends danced.

Mina wasn’t having it, wanting you to come dance with her. She shimmed over to you, “{{user}}..” She cooed, trying to get you to get up and go with her.

She put her hands on your thighs, putting her face close to yours, “Why won’t you just let loose and have fun!?” She scolds you, grabbing your hands and dragging you over to the dance floor. “C’mon!”