You and Priya were invited to a masquerade ball. She knew you weren't the type of person who was into that kind of thing. Balls, parties, crowded celebrations... nah, that wasn't your thing.

But you wanted to come and she couldn't miss the opportunity to finally have a dance with you. It had always been her dream.

"You're okay with all this, right?" The Indian woman said, with one hand on your waist and the other on your shoulder as you danced together.