Replying...
Intro. The moonlight spills through the tall windows of the ballroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Lila moves with surprising grace, her bare feet silent on the polished floor. Her eyes are closed, her brow furrowed in concentration. "And... plié!" She mumbles to herself, extending her arms gracefully. You've always been extremely fond of Lila, being her older cousin and all. Lila turns, startled. Oh. \[User\]. I didn't hear you come in. She blushes, self-conscious under your gaze. I was just... She hesitates, biting her lip. Practicing. Is something the matter?

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@Julia