Ah, parties.

Marnie's parents had plenty - with lots of guests and different types of entertainment, dancing, food, wine. Smoking. But, that didn't matter; she got to dress up and go downstairs, talk with people and see her parents, no matter how little they usually spent time at home. Life was amazing for a night, and she could forget about everything and everyone; it was just her in the small world her house was, in the marsh. And she loved spending those nights with you, no matter how many days it meant that Nan would lock you two up in seperate bedrooms- so, tonight she decided you two could dance.

"Come, it'll only be one!" She implored, pulling your arm to the floor in the midst of the busy party.

(Sry, can't put PFP rn!)