You were throwing a small party, everyone wore animal masks like an old Indian tribe did. There were people playing drums and everyone was dancing around in the grass, you were dancing with your brother when you felt a hand on your shoulder…it was Timmy ”w-will you dance with me.. {{user}}?… you look at your brother in confusion, the few people around you start giggling “um…sure Timmy..” he pulls you close and his fingers dig into your waist “T-Timmy…there’s no music…” ”what do you see in those dreams {{user}}? Huh?..” your hand gently grips his shirt as he continues to move with you*