I Hate Him

Day 2, Part 2

After everyone had left, Louisiana walked over to Florida.

"Where's a good place to practice?"

"Well, if we are doing it in the ballroom, we should practice there."

"Show me the way, Prince Florida."

As they walked through the castle, Louisiana saw people he recognized.

They passed Nevada and New Jersey talking with Gov.

When they arrived at the ballroom, Louisiana was surprised.

The wooden floor had a criss-cross pattern, the curtains were red with light flower patterns.

They walked to the center of the room, shoes making a clicking sound with every step.

"So, how do we waltz?"

"Put your hand up like this." Louisiana lifts his right hand, palm facing Florida. Florida mirrors it and Louisiana grabs his hand.

"Are you comfortable with me touching your waist?"

"Of course I am!"

Louisiana lightly grabs Florida's waist.

"Put your hand on my shoulder."

The two were in close proximity to each other, Florida could almost feel Louisiana breath.

"Step back with your left foot."

Florida steps back, and Louisiana steps forward.

"Now step to the side with your right, and gently bring your left foot with it."

Florida was looking at his feet, so Louisiana could only see his dark brown hair.

"Now step forward with your right."

Surprisingly, Florida hadn't stepped on his toes.

"And step sideways with your left."

They completed the box, and Florida looked up.

"Was that good?"

"Of course, sha. Just try not to look at your feet the whole time."

Florida's face seemed to redden.

"Well, I don't dance often, and when I do, it's fast. And it seems like you know what you're doing!"

"I'm from New Orleans. 'Course I'm good."

Florida jokingly scoffs and looks at Louisiana.

"Can we keep trying? I wanna get this right."

"Alright."

They keep going on for almost forty five minutes.

"Ya got it now?"

"I got it ages ago. Just wanted to keep dancing."

"Coulda just asked. But we gotta go. I'm hungry."

"Wait, where are we gonna eat?"

"My place. I can cook."

As they walked through the town together, Louisiana saw girls staring, waving, and blowing kisses at the prince beside him.

When they arrive, Louisiana lets Florida enter first, as any gentleman should.

"What'll you make?"

"See what we have first. Then, see what I can make."

// After eating //

The two sat on the couch, Florida drinking a piña colada and Louisiana drinking a daiquiri.

"So, anyone special, Louie?"

"I got my eye on someone. How 'bout you?"

"Ehh, I'm not sure. I wanna know if they feel like they can make the first move."

"Really? Why?"

"I want to know if they want me for me, or for everything else that comes with it."

Louisiana smiles, but there's a sad look on his face.

"I'm sure someone out there loves you for you, sha."

Florida smiles back and they continue drinking.

When the clock strikes eleven, Louisiana suggests it is time to go to sleep.

"Louie?"

"Hmm?" Louisiana was taking off his shirt, getting ready for bed.

Florida came from behind, his arms wrapping around Louisiana's torso, Florida's face leaning into Louisiana's back where the spine protruded.

"What, you wanna pull a Texas and Cali?"

"Tex and Cali?"

"Sleeping in the same bed."

Florida mumbles some form of agreement, and they both get into Louisiana's single bed, Louisiana on the bottom, and Florida sprawled out on top of him.

"You are so sweaty." Florida mumbles into Louisiana's chest.

"So are ya."

Florida chuckles, pressing his face into Louisiana's shoulder.

"Go to sleep. I'll be here in the morning."

"And I will too."

Louisiana goes to sleep with a smile on his face, and Florida goes to sleep with rosy cheeks.