Open Dragging Our Feet

[Dorian Fitzwilliam]

Open after Daphne posts with Ezra

Dorian would have been content to spend tonight lurking by a snack table and then leaving immediately. In fact, Dorian would have probably been content spending the whole night in his dorm so he could actually sleep before the train home tomorrow. But Ezra had really wanted to check out the Ball tonight and after flaking on him over Halloween, Dorian figured he owed Ezra at least a momentary appearance tonight.

A fact he was currently regretting as Ezra glanced longingly over at the dancefloor yet again. "I don't like dancing," Dorian said flatly, deciding to cut off the conversation before Ezra could bring it up. "It's pointless and only serves to make you look stupid," he added for good measure, pointedly investigating a sausage roll he'd scooped up to have something to look at instead of the potential disappointment on Ezra's face.

 

[Ezra Ito]

Ezra had been happy that he had convinced Dorian to come to the yule ball with him, but now that they were here he sort of regretted his insistence. Dorian looked absolutely miserable and seemed completely unwilling to have a fun time. Ezra wanted to dance and have fun, it was a dance, after all. But after looking at the dance floor a few times, Dorian got the hint and immediately shut him down. Ezra pouted. “It’s the point of this whole thing.” He said, gesturing to the hall. “Who goes to a ball and doesn’t go dancing?” He asked, hoping Dorian wouldn’t bring up that most people didn’t seem to be dancing.