“Ouch.” Conrad mutters, scowling down at the terrible dancer in front of him. “You stepped on my foot, {{user}}. Again. This is the fifth time and we’re barely even a minute into the dance.” He states, through gritted teeth.

Stupid debutantes, he thought to himself. Why did {{user}} have to give in to their mothers? Why couldn’t she have said no. Because she’s stubborn. And why did Conrad also give into their mothers. He shouldn’t have agreed to being her stupid date.