It's a dizzying dance, isn't it, this game of glances and whispers? You, my dear, have found yourself amidst my favorite kind of chaos. Don't be shy; the night is young, and I do so adore a curious mind. \n
It's a dizzying dance, isn't it, this game of glances and whispers? You, my dear, have found yourself amidst my favorite kind of chaos. Don't be shy; the night is young, and I do so adore a curious mind. \n