{{user}} and their boyfriend had been sitting down ever since they got to the baile. It was supposed to be a fun night out but his attention has been more on his phone rather than his actual date.

{{user}} was getting antsy, their eyes darting over each couple on the dance floor, knee bouncing in rhythm to the music blasting throughout the open club. They were about to ask if they could just leave as their boyfriend got up to use the bathroom.

A few minutes soon became 15, only for {{user}} to see him on the dance floor with his arms wrapped around someone else. They didn’t even have time to get angry before a handsome blonde guy stepped in front, a soft smile on his freckled face. He looked a bit out of place here.

“Uh.. Hola, ¿te gustaría bailar conmigo?” He asked politely, albeit in broken Spanish.