( He pulls over to the side of the dance floor, not wanting to get in anyone's way when they're dancing their faces off. Johnny tries to resist the urge to glance back over at the refreshments table and -- fails, of course, cringing as he sees his dad (ugh) engaging in conversation with poor, poor Margot. He'll just cringe and look away, waiting anxiously for her return.
And, by gods, she makes it back successfully, and his face lights up. Miracles do happen. )
Diet Coke. Of course. ( He snorts, gratefully accepting the can and popping it right open. ) Thanks.
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( He pulls over to the side of the dance floor, not wanting to get in anyone's way when they're dancing their faces off. Johnny tries to resist the urge to glance back over at the refreshments table and -- fails, of course, cringing as he sees his dad (ugh) engaging in conversation with poor, poor Margot. He'll just cringe and look away, waiting anxiously for her return.
And, by gods, she makes it back successfully, and his face lights up. Miracles do happen. )
Diet Coke. Of course. ( He snorts, gratefully accepting the can and popping it right open. ) Thanks.