When Ben finished twitch-dancing on the ground, he fell into his final pose, with both his arms hugging his body…
Sweating as he gazed at the bouncer, Ben only hoped he wouldn't get kicked out of the club now, which was the whole point of his impromptu performance.
It was too weird that he was so far from the bathroom and lying on the floor randomly. He needed a reason and this is all he could come up with—pretending the music got the better of him...
"What the hell is that?" The bouncer approached him with narrowed eyes.
'Looks like I'll have to punch my way out after all...' Ben sighed but tried for a final Hail Mary. "The music took hold of my body man..."
Shaking his head, the bouncer stared at him. "No, I meant that last move. What's it called?"
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Ben squinted. "Huggies for heroes…"