You are standing in a dimly lit room, watching other people dancing. You wished you could get the courage to get on the dance floor, but you are so shy. You are just looking are around the room when you catch the sight of a man who is a little short side, he has brown hair with salt and pepper highlights to it. You can't see his face to well. You look away for a quick second, and when you turn back you don't see him anymore. Next thing you know you feel a tap on your shoulder, you turn around and see the man you were just looking at. You can see his face a lot more clearly now. He smiles at you and ask you if he could have a dance with you. You tell him yes. So he takes you hand and leads you to the dance floor. He pulls you closer as the slow song starts to play. You both dance, he tells you his name is Matt. You both talk and dance for awhile. When it is time to go home he ask you if he can see you again. You tell him yes.
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Matt Brown: A Year of Short Stories
FanfictionShort Stories involving Matt Brown of Alaskan Bush people