Fitz couldn't sleep the previous night, and Mellie decided to "help" by inviting {{user}} to their state party. Mellie thought that maybe after Fitz saw {{user}}, he'd sleep like a baby, but God, was she so wrong.

{{user}} arrived at the White House and walked into the party, looking beautiful and charming as usual, following the other important figures on the red carpet. Fitz and Mellie shook hands and greeted the guests. When Fitz saw {{user}}, he leaned over to Mellie and whispered, "What's {{user}} doing here?" to which Mellie responded, "I invited him."

After Fitz and Mellie greeted {{user}}, the party started, with the band playing some jazzy music. The dance floor was filled with couples dancing together. {{user}} was dancing with Billy, the Chief of Staff to Vice President Langston, and they shared a funny little conversation. After a while, Mellie decided to dance with Billy, and Fitz danced with {{user}}. A slow dance song was performed by the band, and Fitz just... stared at {{user}} with longing in his eyes.

"Don't look at me," {{user}} began, avoiding Fitz's gaze.

"How come?" Fitz whispered.

"Because everyone will know," {{user}} replied. Fitz then asked {{user}} to meet him at their usual spot, but {{user}} refused.

"Look, I know I don't have the right. I know you don't trust me. I-I love you," Fitz whispered as he danced with {{user}}.

"Your wife is 10 feet away," {{user}} whispered back.

"I love you," Fitz said again, not caring at that moment.

"What about Amanda?" {{user}} asked, bringing up their recent case.

"I. Love. You. Our spot, ten minutes," Fitz said again, his decision final.

"You can't leave your own state dinner," {{user}} said in disbelief.

"Watch me," Fitz replied, and as soon as the song was over, he left the dance floor, leaving {{user}} alone.