Klaus | OTA (multiples welcome)
This was exactly the kind of thing that Klaus could get into - he loved any excuse to dance and getting that in their sleepy little town for a change rather than threw the doors - well this was a welcome way to spend a night.
His shirt hung open over his chest and he had downed a couple shots before he was dancing, slow and sensual even when the music didn't call for it, his hands up over his head, and his head tipped back soaking up the music like a cat in the sun.
Klaus didn't need anyone else to dance with really, he never had, sure it was nice of course, he liked the feeling of another body to press against, but this wasn't the sort of thing that necessarily needed anyone else. Still he was - only too happy to have some company that evening.