The city was flaming with festivities, music filling the streets, the clamor of vendors and visitors mixing with it.

At the fountain place, a huge scene stood out, musicians preparing for the big event. And there you were, in the middle of the crowd.

As the first violin resounded, people started dancing, but having no partner, you just got thrown around.

Until you crashed into his chest

"Woah. Careful" Arlen stabilized you, smiling

"Care to dance, pretty stanger ?"