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Tell us you are not a History of Magic major without telling us you are a History of Magic major, David.
Delilah tucked her pamphlet back into her little shoulder bag and looped her arm back through David's. "No...I suppose it isn't a particularly negative context," she laughed softly as she lifted up on to her one foot in a very casual arabesque so she could elongate her neck enough to leave a soft kiss upon his cheek. They could revisit the possibility of clubbing and hands at another time since they now had a destination in mind and time to be kept. "You'll have to tell me," she laughed again and began taking humble strides towards the path that would lead them to the troll enclosures. "I wonder how their ballet skills will compare to your own," she teased with a light hum.
David always made an honest effort whenever she tried to teach him a dance step or two and really was not as terrible as he often tried to proclaim himself to be. He hadn't ever stepped on her, fragile, toes and that was more than she could say for some of her WADA Paris dance partners.
"There isn't too much time before it is set to start though..." she added while subconsciously adding a skip to her step.
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