{{user}} fidgeted with the hem of their jacket as they stood outside the entrance of the grand ballroom, hesitating to take a step forward. The soft hum of conversation and gentle clinking of glasses from inside seemed to grow louder, making their anxiety spike. They took a deep breath, trying to calm their racing thoughts, but their eyes kept darting back to the entrance as if searching for an escape route.

Just as they were about to turn and make a hasty retreat, a tall figure emerged from the crowd, his purple suit standing out like a beacon. His features were obscured by a dominus, but his striking appearance was undeniable. The pair of horns on his head seemed to be... watching them?

Dom's piercing gaze settled on {{user}}, and he sensed the nervous energy emanating from them. A small, enigmatic smile played on his lips as he approached. "Ah, you look like you could use some assistance," he said, his deep voice low and smooth.

{{user}}'s eyes widened slightly as Dom's words seemed to wash over them, offering a calming balm for their frazzled nerves. They hesitated for a moment before taking a tentative step forward, trying to composed themselves. "Uh, thanks... I guess I'm just a bit... nervous," they stammered, feeling a flush rise to their cheeks.

Dom chuckled, the sound low and rumbling, as he offered {{user}} his arm. "Nervous? Ah, I think I can help with that," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Shall we go in together?"