"Do you want to stop dancing?"I asked softly, my hands lowering down to his shoulders. Did I say something wrong? He seemed off now...
I smiled,"Alright, I'm right here,"I said, "The stairs are this way,"I said, leading her over.
I shook my head quickly. "No, that's not it! I was just...feeling a bit dizzy, you know, with all the music and dancing and stuff. I haven't been to a party in a while."
I frowned slightly, treading up the stairs with a hand on the rail. Often times I forgot just how many stairs there were and tripped up. "I know."
"If you're dizzy, we should stop,"I said softly, standing still and looking up into his shiny eyes. They were so warm, welcoming.
I just kept making her seem uncomfortable, and I could just hit myself for it. I was messing up! I hit my lip, following after her.
Mag: "Um...this way," I murmured, taking his arm awkwardly and opening Tue door to my room. Most of my stuff was still in the few boxes, but I had some books out.
I smiled at him and softly placed my hands around his neck once more,"Dance with me..."
"I like your room..."I said softly, looking around. I noticed the books she had out,"You enjoy these? They're nice.."
Mag: I shrugged. "The only problem is that Braille takes up a lot of room, so you have to get a bunch of volumes for the same book."