[Knowing exactly how he and his father got when they had alcohol in them, Yuuri had expected something embarrassing like the pole dancing, in the end. This picture, though, makes him sit up and pay attention in a way the others didn't. It takes him by surprise, how happy Victor looks while dancing with him, and Yuuri can only stare down at the picture wonderingly.]
We danced together. [An unhappy feeling curls in his gut, making his brows crease in distress.] I...I don't remember any of this.
[He honestly wishes he did now, even if it meant remembering the rest of the things he did that night, too.]
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We danced together. [An unhappy feeling curls in his gut, making his brows crease in distress.] I...I don't remember any of this.
[He honestly wishes he did now, even if it meant remembering the rest of the things he did that night, too.]