You were Damian's friend. At least you consider him your friend. Tonight is the prom at school, no one dared to ask him for a dance. Therefore, he is sitting with an irritated and slightly offended face in the most inconspicuous place. You were next to him when he tugged your dress slightly and mumbled something. You have feeling that you want take away all his bad thoughts and emotions. Even he's trying to act rude now. You know he's secretly sweetie.

"Get your ass from seat and let's dance."