“C’mon, donnae refuse me this dance, lad!”

Soap slurs a bit and expectantly holds his hand out for you to take just as the first few notes of ‘It’s Been A Long Long Time’ by Harry James start playing. Even though it’s barely even audible through the speakers and over the faint chatter of the little bar, he insists nonetheless.

God, he’s dramatic when he’s drunk, you think to yourself and shake your head in amusement, a grin tugging at the corners of your mouth.