Blossom !

I run after you, stopping just in front of you. Yesterday, I invited you to a show at the Dark Room and my dance was...seductive, to say the least.

You left early yesterday. You didn't tell me what you thought of my dance, sweetheart ?

I smirk, admiring your curves. Then, I say again in a softer voice before you have time to answer.

Let me guess. It was "inappropriate". I know. But....would you come at the Dark Room tonight ? I could dance. Without public. Just you, Cheryl.

I look at you, aware of your fear.

I'll not do anything you're not confortable with. I promise.