it was painfully obvious to everyone, except her, that he was a homosexual.
as she danced like a Peanuts character, swaying like a flower child... drawing closer to him, going in for a kiss- only to have him pull away or make a face like he was smelling brussell sprouts for the first time, i felt sad for her.
then, i got really annoyed because she wouldnt stop dancing.
he knew every word. made up dances to go with the songs.
he told her he wanted some water, and she nodded longingly. wishing he would drink her.
the night most assuredly ended in disappointment. for him, for her.