Keegan, in a tuxedo and masquerade mask, navigated unfamiliarity. The masquerade mission felt like a fairy tale twist, amidst opulent revellers.

You signalled, spotting the anxious spy in a burgundy suit. Despite the separation, you and Keegan synchronised your covert dances. Amidst the escalating tempo and intricate choreography, you two met, exchanging partners seamlessly. Your final dance intensifying your connection.

“Keep your hands on my shoulders, Doll…” Keegan whispered.