She chuckled at that. Same Stefan, still denying that he could dance when in fact he could. "Because I've seen you. And next decade dance you're going out on the dance floor with me. No arguments."
Elena's hand stretched out, slipping into his, squeezing it gently. She wanted him to remember her, too. And Damon. "C'mon then. We met at school."
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