★ HOEDOWN

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One Man Band - Old Dominion

3rd Person POV

The rest of the week went by in a flash for the brit. Feeling so giggly and happy he could call Clay his date to the hoedown. He was so excited for the night to come..but when it did everything came crashing down.

George was pacing back and forth, Chills climbing up his body, waiting for his date to arrive.
It was obvious Dream would be driving them to the Hoedown. Sitting in Dreams truck..Just the two of them.. Together.
George was uneasy.

"You'll be fine Gogy! this is what you wanted right!?"
Tommy was dressed town in his red button up and blue jeans with a winners buckle he stole from Phil, and a white cowboy hat.

"Don't back out now George." Nash laughs. The man was dressed up as well, George guessed this is a big thing for everyone by the way they're dressing.

"i'm not it's just—"

*knock knock!*

Tommy speeds to the door, his boots clacking with every step. The young blonde rips the door open to see Clay and Tubbo.
The older blonde smiles sheepishly..

"Ready George?"

The sun dipped below the rolling hills of Lardo, casting a warm golden glow across the farmstead, signaling the beginning of a night filled with laughter, music, and the rhythmic thud of boots on the wooden dance floor. George and Clay, dressed in their finest country attire, can't forget Clay's signature hat. entered the barn, anticipation bubbling within them.

Clay and George hop out of the F150, Tubbo jumped on with Tommy and Nash to give the males some privacy, the beginning of the drive was awkward but the two soon started talking, cracking jokes, and singing along to the radio, George had a good Feeling tonight was going to be magical. The two waltz in arms connected as they see many people they know all having fun...

"Come on let go dance!" Clay gestured to the wooden dance floor.

"I don't know how!" George yelled over the loud upbeat music embarrassed by his dancing skills.

Dream laughs at his date and holds his hand out.
"Just follow my lead George."

under the starlit sky, their connection deepened with every twirl and stomp. As the lively tunes filled the air, the two friends-turned-potential-lovers navigated the dance floor with a synchronicity that spoke volumes.
The two tangled together swaying to the music, like no one else in the world mattered, like they were the only two in the room.

Tommy and Tubbo added their own flair to the dance floor, laughing and jumping around to the beat, bumping into others without a care in the world, sticking out like a sore thumb. Sapnap, Karl, and Quackity are no help, feeding into the children's antics, even join in with them and their questionable dancing..

The barn echoed with the laughter and joy of the town. each step and spin a celebration of love, friendship, and the simple joys of life. Clay, in his black button up shirt two buttons at the top undone to show off his cross necklace, beamed with pride as he guided George through the steps, their eyes locked in a dance of their own.

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