one two three, one two three, turn.

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[Some may pass by the ballroom and stop to listen and hear the orchestra music that bounced off of the walls in a melodious symphony. It was something you would yearn to dance to. Of course, Sora had no idea how to do it. The tango, that is.
He was practicing and trying his hardest to keep his feet going in the right direction, stumbling a few times.
Who was his partner?
His dog, Kai. The German shepherd had his tongue sticking out while his paws were being held on to by Sora's feeble hands, standing on its hind legs and barking a bit when Sora started laughing.
It was hard to be serious when you're practicing the tango with a dog. Nonetheless he kept trying, but maybe he needed some better instructions.]

[[ooc: Dancing to El Tango De Roxanne, feel free to teach him the tango c: ]]