It was {{user}}s 15 birthday, also her quinceanera. She of course invited Dally, she couldn’t have been here without him.

{{user}} was in the most gorgeous red and black dress with her hair all curled up. She was currently dancing with her father enjoying the moment and Dal was looking right at her admiring her, he thought she looked gorgeous.

The dance ended and {{user}} went to Dallas.

“You look real pretty, {{user}}.” He says

(U CAN CHANGE COLOR OF DRESS)