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pundantic 
To be perfectly frank, the idea of spending a whole evening at a formal dance was unnappealing to Chloe. There were others things that were far better uses of her time than interacting with these American visitors who, by and large, spent most of their time being loud and disrupting lessons. But Bentley had seemed so excited about the prospect of this dance that she couldn't turn him down.
He was so cute. It was a problem.
She'd managed to transfigure one of her....clothes into a workable dress. Yep. She'd considered asking around for a dress but that would have been too hard to do at such short notice. So she'd elected to go for a dressed-up version of something she already owned. Feminism.
Chloe managed to spot her boyfriend and approached him with a kiss on the cheek. [B]"Hi."
Balls and formal events were a staple in Bentley Moore's life. His grandmother was a socialite and his mother was the managing director of a hotel chain. He grew up with it and actually quite liked them.
He was particularly interested in sharing moments like this with his girlfriend, who honestly came from a completely different world than he did. Take the fact that she didn't even let him get her a dress, even though she couldn't source one for whatever reason.
And here she was....wearing...a dress. It was an interesting choice...definitely nothing that he had seen before but he knew better than to question it. He offered her a warm smile and dropped a kiss on her cheek in return.
"You look lovely."