Re: Victoire & Miguel
The song had slowed coming to an end. She felt the absence as he looked back towards the DJ's stand. Was he leaving already? Or was he about the number of girls he could dance with in a particular night. She felt frustrated at the thought that she might have fallen for a line he'd used on hundreds of girls before her.
"Out?" She looked at his outstretched hand holding a business card with his contact info on it. So he was the DJ tonight. She gave him a half smile as she kept herself from chuckling. She still didn't know if he did this all the time, but it couldn't hurt. She took the card from him, sliding it into her clutch.
"I'd like that." Placing her hand on his chest she leaned into his ear. She never quite felt her Veela ancestry unless she was on the runway, but the extra charm couldn't hurt. "Have you heard Crave You by Flight Facilities?" She whispered in his ear. It was less about the song and more about leaving him with a much more lasting impression than a single dance ever could.