(Modern au!) 'what are the chances, everyone's dancing, and he's not with you?'

Arlecchino thought to herself, gazing at you from the other side of the party. There you stood, so lonely in that beautiful dress. She couldn't stand seeing you glued to your phone.

'What am i gonna do, not grab your wrist?'

She smiled, setting her wine glass down and making her way over to you. She grabbed your wrist gently, making you shiver from the cold touch. Bringing your hand to her lips, she planted a kiss and muttered to you.

"If i could give you some advice, i would leave with me tonight."