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grangerfan8
It was a given that Dora wasn't going to watch her friend's band from waaaaay back at her stupid booth, yeah? Because she wasn't. Not when it was their first gig, and not when she was never a back seat girl. The sixteen year old had a hold of Alice's hand as she made her way through the crowd that'd already formed, not really saying excuse me so much as parting them where needed with looks and hand gestures.
Very polite of her.
"I want two dances. And I can't let you dance on my toes unless I take off my heels." Which she would if she had to but Alice would be fine dancing on her own two feet, yes? Yes.
When she got to the stage she waved at EVERYONE up there.
Even Ascanius.
Hi friends. Hiiiiii.
They all got grins too.
She let Dora drag her without complaint, mostly because these shoes had no proper grip and she couldn't resist anyway- see why she needed sneakers? But Alice's submissiveness was also due to the fact that her eyes were glued to the stage. Why were Vesper and West MATCHING? Surely black and red attire wasn't band dress code, as Nigel was decked out in white and Ascanius was wearing Merlin knew what.
..... and usually,
dates were the ones who color coordinated their outfits. Ahem.
"I promised you one and only one dance," Alice stated seriously, directing her gaze back to Dora and trying to look as if she hadn't been staring up there. No questions, please.
"You're gonna get stepped on, then. And I'm gonna trip. And stumble. And probably fall over." Weren't best friends supposed to save her from the embarrassment, not advocate it?
"I want to get food." Yeah. Clearly. That was why Alice had come over here, unlike all the other Dead Kneazles groupies. Food and just food.
Maybe for the band a
little, but mostly for their lead guitarist and stuff. He was pretty.