[Wow, Héctor. Tell him nice things. Don't be so rude.
But anyway, here they go, onto his feet now. Casual and assured as Héctor is about all this, it's still all very strange and uncomfortable on Cliff's end. Why does he have to point out being the lady for the evening? Why can't he just be Coco, the actual lady Cliff wants to be dancing with? Never mind that that came with its own mortifying drawbacks.]
Yeah, yeah.
[He wasn't going to back down today. That was the point of this! And the more he got in his own head, the worse it would end up being. Just gotta bite back his feelings and go. He's glad that it's probably expected for him to focus on his feet today so he doesn't have to be looking up.
...Ah -- ]
Which hand? Does it matter? [They're kind of just hovering there now, unsure.]
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But anyway, here they go, onto his feet now. Casual and assured as Héctor is about all this, it's still all very strange and uncomfortable on Cliff's end. Why does he have to point out being the lady for the evening? Why can't he just be Coco, the actual lady Cliff wants to be dancing with? Never mind that that came with its own mortifying drawbacks.]
Yeah, yeah.
[He wasn't going to back down today. That was the point of this! And the more he got in his own head, the worse it would end up being. Just gotta bite back his feelings and go. He's glad that it's probably expected for him to focus on his feet today so he doesn't have to be looking up.
...Ah -- ]
Which hand? Does it matter? [They're kind of just hovering there now, unsure.]