Mystic Syn

So, I went to a dance last night; Valentines, of course. Anyways, I think I’ll just put in some moments y’all might enjoy.

• There was a room where people could play board game, because of course and the room was definitely cooler temperature wise than the actual dance room. Anyways, there was a chalk board and a piece of chalk, and me being the weirdo that I am, drew something. I didn’t take a pic of it, but it was basically what my last drawing in my art thread was. I left after receiving a few compliments from the people who saw me draw it, then I went back to the room an hour or so later, and there are more drawings, and mine had an A++ right next to it.
• They played “We Don’t Talk About Bruno,” and I swear: Everyone popped off. Everyone was singing. I mean, except my cousin who doesn’t like Encanto, because his little brothers have been watching the movie daily and he kinda sits through it, so he just left the room and I laughed so hard.
• At one point in the dance, the host people whatever said that if any young women wanted to dance to a slow song, they were to take off one of their shoes and place it in the middle of the dance floor. Now, I’m not one that really cares for it, but I thought: “Why not? I have cool socks on,” took a shoe off, and chucked it in the middle and I have no clue if I did hit someone with it. I went to talk with a guy friend and my cousin, and I told them: “No one’s gonna pick up my shoe lol,” but I look back at the sea of people, and someone was holding up my shoe. I kinda went: “Gosh dangit,” and went to go dance with the guy at the slow song. He was dope; taller and younger than me, but a really kewl dude.

Yeah, I think that’s it.