Dance Floor: Annabelle & Trent
"I don't believe so," Annabelle said with a slightly haughty sniff, though the smile that was in her eyes belittled the words that were coming out of her mouth. She reached out with one hand, fingers wiggling for Trent to take hold of it -and her by extention- and draw her in, twirling under his arm when he did take hold of her.
She looked behind him, like she was expecting to see someone else but then realised that there wouldn't be anyone else tonight. She wet her lower lip, "You sure know how to throw a party," she praised, "Even if I can't have all the fun stuff."