[Now who is that masked... man? woman? person? dominating the dance floor? With that spiky yet tantalizingly fluffy short black hair? With the face as sharp as a knife yet filled with laughter and light? With that snazzy purple suit with gold and black highlights? With the gaudy star mask that they nonetheless pull off? And, most importantly, why are they so extremely, illegally handsome? Everyone can practically see the bishie sparkles surrounding them.
The answer is that they're Wester, and they are having the time of their life. No more hiding- okay, this was absolutely hiding, but in a different way than usual and at least they get to be themself after a fashion. It's the freest they've ever been... which is ironic, considering they're binding their breasts, but the sensation is as much a relief as it is uncomfortable. They're smiling widely as they tear it up on the dance floor no matter the tune... but when it comes time for a two-person dance, they turn to the nearest bystander and extend a hand.] Could I tempt you into being my partner for this one? [they say, winking.]
WHO IS THAT MASKED... PERSON???
The answer is that they're Wester, and they are having the time of their life. No more hiding- okay, this was absolutely hiding, but in a different way than usual and at least they get to be themself after a fashion. It's the freest they've ever been... which is ironic, considering they're binding their breasts, but the sensation is as much a relief as it is uncomfortable. They're smiling widely as they tear it up on the dance floor no matter the tune... but when it comes time for a two-person dance, they turn to the nearest bystander and extend a hand.] Could I tempt you into being my partner for this one? [they say, winking.]