[ suddenly, the glittering sparkle of sanji's dreams dim down with the crushing fall of the reality, his shoulders slumping with the weight of his disappointment. where's the beautiful, humble maiden he gets to waltz across the floor, spinning her on her feet? when does he get to dip her gentle as she peers up into his eyes with the soft light of her flattered gaze? where is his dream!?
he stares at the awkward kid for a few silent moments before he raises his hand. ]
No, thanks.
[ but before he could turn to step away from this terrible match-up, he feels the nudge from behind him, colliding him into the boy. ]
Oi, what the hell is this!? I don't dance with men! [ his eyes peer around, but there doesn't seem to any indication of renouncing this mistake. sanji squints with annoyance before turning back to his partner, frowning, and reaching to grab his wrist — because he's not holding his hand for this. ] Don't embarrass me in front of the ladies, got it?
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he stares at the awkward kid for a few silent moments before he raises his hand. ]
No, thanks.
[ but before he could turn to step away from this terrible match-up, he feels the nudge from behind him, colliding him into the boy. ]
Oi, what the hell is this!? I don't dance with men! [ his eyes peer around, but there doesn't seem to any indication of renouncing this mistake. sanji squints with annoyance before turning back to his partner, frowning, and reaching to grab his wrist — because he's not holding his hand for this. ] Don't embarrass me in front of the ladies, got it?