#greer.

send me 👯 + a ship, and i’ll choose them matching halloween costumes!

where →dance class

 They are surrounded by too many small children running and dancing around in glittering tutus and tights. Matthieu of four years ago would never be caught dead in a place like this, and now this is where they feel comfortable, even in a custom made three-piece suit, amongst dance moms and dads alike, they stand out a bit sure, but this isn’t about him at all.  Two four-year-olds are currently spinning around. Class is over, but there’s music still on and the kids are hyped up and full of energy that their teacher is letting them get out. Matthieu is thankful for that since this is their night with Elodie and Eliza. 

Speaking of teachers. 

Matthieu stops to talk to one of the mothers that has spent too much of the class looking at him rather than their kid, hoping to ward her off somehow but also keep himself from becoming some suburban murder victim. He’s able to finally slip away though to find Greer, planting themself next to her, Mattie sticks their hands into their pockets and rocks on his heels “you know they really love you and this class? It’s all they talk about,” they lead with because it’s true that, the twins never shut up about ballet.  But there are more pressing matters, like a dull society party that he’s only showing face for because it’s good for business.

“The Convington party is this weekend. Can I expect you’ll be there?”