Re: Dance Floor
E was actually enjoying watching R squirm, a clear sign that his alcohol intake had actually been just perfect. It was second hand embarrassment clearly, as there was nothing else it could be. E managed to duck out from under R's jacket once more, striking a sassy pose in the middle of the dance floor.
"Actually, I AM rather warm," he smirked, pulling out a large, pink lace fan that had been clipped onto the side of his jacket. Enjolras unfurled it dramatically and began to fan himself, the breeze blowing back the white curls of his wig and parting the front of his shirt even further.