Tina had been about to sit down when she felt a hand take hers and pull her into a body. It wasn't uncommon for Mike to randomly start dancing with her, it was Mike after all. Especially after Asian Camp. The two would just randomly start dancing and enjoy themselves. But what was strange was that he was doing it now.
"What the.... Mike?" Looking at her 'boyfriend', Tina's brows knit forward in confusion, "I thought you needed time to...." And then she noticed it. It was ever so slight, really, it was the shoes. She had never seen Mike wear those shoes. "You're not-" And as the dance continued, Tina found her voice again, "Mike."
Flushing, the goth could do nothing but dance along. It was as if she had no will of her own, and that was annoying.
"Who are you." Tango. tango. "And why do you look like Mike?" Was this one of those strange.. people coming from different worlds thing? And what was the chance of someone looking just like Mike and dancing like him as well? And why the hell was he dancing with her. She was so confused that she didn't have a chance to be shy.