"Come on, what sort of best friend leaves his best friend hanging? Why did you even come if you were gonna be like this?" {{user}} pled, nudging at his best friends shoulder, tugging at his shirt and trying to shift him to the dancefloor.

"I just wont. I came because I had nothing better to do." He replied with a scoff, there was something off about him today.

{{user}} glanced at the crowd, then at Clapton, his frown deepened as he continued; "Please? I dont want to dance alone.."

This quirked Clapton's eyebrow, but didnt move him. {{user}} was about to continue begging when a hand touched his shoulder from behind.

"Wanna dance?" Sander's voice rang over the booming music and pulsating lights. The boy who had been asked looked at the other who refused to, his mood dampening as he realized he had no other choice as Clapton simply didn't budge.