SgraffitoBonito
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Robert’s dancing (begrudgingly) with an old superhero friend of his to avoid making a scene had he turned him down. The stares from around the ballroom, the camera flashes from nearby reporters, said superhero’s hands a bit too close to his waist all irritate him to no end.
Meanwhile, Flambae’s watching from the edge of the room, flames curling around his knuckles.
Prism whispers, “You plannin' to torch the next guy who asks him to dance?”
“Depends on who he dances with next,” he growls.
Robert catches his eye across the floor—and with a pleading look—mouths, 'Behave.'He doesn’t.