Beating rhythm into his thighs with cupped hands, young women danced around him, undulating and swaying their hips. One voice surfaced among them and soon became a chorus. Sef too joined, singing a second after they stopped.
Biting his lip, the boy kept the rhythm with ease and looked up. Among the women dancing, one caught his eye. The dark-haired beauty flickered her gaze and cast him a playful smile. Sef smirked, watching her body winking between the others as he transitioned the rhythm from his left thigh to the snap of his fingers.
He watched leaning against the fore-wall. Arms folded over his chest, watching with a neutral expression. He tapped his foot absentmindedly with the rhythm. His eyes flickered over the woman uninterestedly. Instead watching Sef’s expression. Watching the woman who kept his interests with the corner of his vision. Wondering why she was so interesting to him.