❃ (from whomever you wish)
“–You do realize I dance about as well as I cook, right?”
And that’s saying a lot, considering Christine’s equivalent of cooking is Pop-tarts. Her equivalent of dancing? There isn’t one. She doesn’t dance. Yet, here she is, being lured into it by none other than her girlfriend, and hell, she’s had relationships end over less than this. She’s so focused on not stepping on the girl’s toes that she can barely look up.












