Eva had already finished shimmying into her costume. She rounds the corner, tugging at the tight fabric in an attempt to make to it more comfortable, “I can’t either but . . . it’ll be fun!” No pressure, just hundreds of people watching.

“Whatdoya think?” her arms spread to reveal the rather plain white leotard-like costume. Her messy hair is dotted with colorful blossoms that match the Comfey that floats to her side. It settles around her wrist, and a GRASSY TERRAIN snakes its way over her arm and across the white background. The buds slowly bloom into colorful flowers on the vines that cling to her.

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The pause for effect works, and elicits a small frown at the corner of her pink lips, “Alright?” she teases back with a light roll of her green eyes, “You look alright too, I guess,” she teases back with a small smile.

It takes tippy toes and a small jump to reach his cheek, but she plants a small kiss there after stepping closer. Taking his hand, she gives it a small, reassuring squeeze, “I’ll try but . . can’t guarantee it’ll be good!” With a shrug, she continues, “I don’t think people care much about our dancing anyway,” Most of the crowd probably just wanted to see the sexist Elite Four member in a tight costume.

With a gentle tug she pulls Matias towards the stage.

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With a quick glance over her shoulder, she smiles, eyeing him up and down, “Nope, can’t blame them,” she throws in a wink to keep it light hearted and stave off the nerves even longer.

The crowd applauds as they take the stage with a few cat calls as the ladies (and men) check out Matias’s fine ass. Hand in hand, and pressed close together, the music starts and so does the dance. Eva leads to the best of her abilities. There’s definitely some toe-stepping and misplaced turns but noting she can’t shrug off with a subtle giggle and consistent smile.

After what seems like an eternity, the dance ends. They’re probably supposed to bow but instead Eva stands there awkwardly and waves. She leans towards Matias, “Good job! You can definitely dance!” luka chêne probably taught him.

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Glancing over towards Matias, she gives him a small nod, “Yeah, we were really good,” she ultimately agrees. Her chest swells when he leans down to kiss her. She, of course, returns the kiss, also uncaring of the crowd.

“I love you too."

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