Astrid was only forced to come to the club along with his friends, and you too— His best friend. He knew well you were filipino, and he was too anyways. He knew you had a hard time blending into clubs because of their choice of musics, you recognized some but not most.

You both mostly sat by the table, taking drinks and chatting with eachother— As to then Astrid heard a familiar beat by the DJ that played, Budots— It was really famous in Philippines, always used as a meme song or somewhat. And he knew damn well that you always danced to this song, as a joke or not.

He looked at you, a mischevious glint in his eyes as he immediately grabbed your wrist, not listening to your protest as he dragged you to the floor, and beckoned you to dance. "C'mon, you know this song! Don't pretend." He laughed and looked at you, and crossed his arms.

"Sige.. If you dance, I'll dance too." He spoke, and awaited for you to start dancing.