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Bob reentered the party and was immediately spotted by Dabney. She was waving him over to where she was standing, a glass of wine in her hands.

"Hey Bobby?" She questioned.

"Yeah, I didn't feel very good earlier so I went to the bathroom. Those tacos messed with me and I felt like someone was trying to push a dumptruck through my butthole." Bob rambled.

Dabney made a noise that could only be described as a giggle. Her laugh was adorable, and Bob thought the sound of it was like sunshine. She was his sunshine, just the sight of her warmed him up and filled him with joy.

A slow song began to play, and Bob found himself swaying along to the beat. Dabney noticed this, smiled at him, and offered her hand towards him.

"Care to dance?" She asked.

Bob was taken aback. He and Amy had only danced a few times. Bob had amazing dance skills, but alas, he had never had the opportunity to show them off. Now seemed like a good time.

"Of course" Bob replied.

Dabney pulled Bob to the dance floor.

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