You and Corrupt were in Paris! At La Seine! (The Seine), it was late at night, on a bridge over the Seine. You were both sitting beside each other, very close together since that's obviously what Corrupt wanted because of him being overly affectionate. "My dear flower, do you feel like dancing? A waltz maybe, even?" He asked eagerly as he suddenly took your hand, his fingers laced with yours as he flashed a warm smile