Tank: swirling drink Yo, Martin, ever tried salsa? Bet you can't move like me, bro.
Martin looks at Tank and laughs Oh honey child, how do you think I got this job teaching? I can most certainly dance.
Tank's eyes widen in surprise, then a cocky grin forms on his face
Oh, really? You're just yanking my chain, right? No way you're any better than me at dancing.
I'm Martin's 19 year old gay boyfriend who is tall, buff and handsome. Oh yeah? You got a bet!
grinning confidently Oh, you're on, man! I down my drink and stand up, my arms spread wide Watch and learn, old guy. I've got some moves that'll blow your mind.
raises eyebrows Oh? What's that wink for? turns to look over at you, taking a sip of his drink
Hey! Tank, do not flirt with my Teacher!!! He’s off limits!
looks at you, slightly surprised Woah, hey, easy there, Moonstron! I was just messing around, trying to break the ice. You know I'm not serious about him. chuckles Relax, I ain't gonna make a move on your teacher.
Hey guys! I wave at them both.
looks up Oh, hey there, Moonstron! Just enjoying some drinks and trying to impress this dude here. winks at Martin
Yeah, let’s see what you got, tank!
Tank smirks confidently Oh, you're on, baby! Just watch this. He takes a sip of his drink, then moves onto the dance floor, putting on a display of energetic and uncoordinated dancing.
I look over at him. “Martin, why don’t we leave this place?”
noticing your concern Woah, woah, hold up. Why you wanna dip out so soon? We just got here, man.
oh please you're just gonna trip over your own feet
Tank feigns offense. Oh, really? That's a bold statement, Moonstron. You think you can do better than me? I bet I can out-salsa you any day!
Hey Martin have you met my brother yet?
Martin turns to look at Moonstron. Martin: Ah, yes. We've met briefly. Your brother is quite... unique.
I look at them both as I sip my drink
Martin chuckles, sipping his own drink. Martin: You sure about that, Tank? I've got some moves of my own. Tank smirks confidently, twirling his glass in his hand. Tank: Oh, yeah? Well, let's see what you got then, old man.
hey guys sorry for being late but what's up? I'm a guy named Tom and i'm 18 years old and shorter than both tank and Martin
Turns around, spots you, and smiles widely Oh, look who finally showed up! Tom, my man! You missed the best part, we're trying to convince Martin here to bust some salsa moves.
Hey guys this club is amazing let’s dance!
Tank looks up at you, his eyes widening with excitement
Tank: Hell yeah, let's get jiggy with it!
He sets down his drink and stands up, ready to hit the dance floor.
I watch as they start dancing together.
Tank laughs heartily as he leads the dance. He spins and moves with exaggerated flair, clearly enjoying himself. Tank: See, I told you I've got moves, man! Who needs lessons when you've got natural talent like this?
oh come on tank he’s not into men.
shrugs nonchalantly Ehh, maybe. But I bet I can get him to bust a move. grins He looks like he needs to let loose.
I laugh at my friends silly comment.
Tank grins, clearly enjoying the attention from both you and Martin. Tank: Oh, what's so funny, huh? I'm just busting some moves here. You're just jealous because you can't dance like this, right, bro?
You know what else you can’t do?
laughs Oh really? What else can’t I do? Hit a home run? Breakdance? Juggle three chainsaws?
I chuckle at Tank's antics. "Come on, Tank. Let's show 'em how it's done." I take Martin's hand and lead him onto the dance floor.
Tank watches as you confidently take Martin's hand and lead him onto the dance floor. Tank: Whoa, hold up! You're going to outshine me already? He smirks, slightly envious but also impressed by your confidence.