Muchacha. She didn't know what the word meant, but it was comforting, even when she still felt really lost about what was happening there.

"I just want him to.." But she didn't get to finish her sentence. It was as if she had just seen Sheeana's dance and was trying to imitate it. She moved fluidly, her arms and legs in tandem, imitating an intimate dance she would never have shown anyone else...heck, even now.

Thank you evil tea.