Wren was pulled onto the dance floor with Leah clutching his hand and Diana clutching the other.
"Don't you think this is too much?" Wren asked, his voice was barely audible over the pounding bass. "I don't even know how to dance, by the way..."
"Shh." Diana lifted her finger to her lips and grinned, swaying slightly on her feet. "Hic... Just move your body and you'll be fine. Look around~"
Wren glanced around and everyone was moving their bodies without a care in the world. Some were grinding, some were jumping and some were just swaying rhythmically.
The colored lights swept across the crowd in hypnotic patterns but he wasn't drunk enough to shamelessly throw himself into it like them. He felt completely sober and painfully self-aware. For some reason, his alcoholic tolerance was at an all-time high.
Leah pulled on his hand with her face flushed red from the alcohol.
"She's right, y'know." Leah said, her words slightly slurred. "You just need to shake your body like so..."
