Go To Her

Before you knew what you were doing, you find yourself making a beeline towards her. The crowd seems to part and clear a way for both of you and your eyes meet. She gives you a nervous, shy smile, and you feel yourself give one back, fighting back the urge to blush.

After what seems like eternity you stand before her, taking her in - a slender figure with black hair and a lovely round pair of... - your eyes find its way back up again - of... of eyes. Oh no. It happened. You're blushing...

Hiding your embarrassment with a sip of your drink, you let out a shaky "hi", which she awkwardly returns. She can't seem to stop her eyes as well and before long - had anyone been watching - two blushing beacons lit up against the night sky.