Although they weren't amazed by the decor, the two still liked it. The theme was Paris, France. There was a replica of the Eiffel Tower where people could get their picture taken under. There were tables with plates of croissants, cheese, vegetables, and meat, and there was a big bowl of punch. Loud music was playing.
Joey flinched. "What's wrong?" Alessandro asked.
"The music...It's so loud..."
"We can leave if you need to."
"No, I'll get used to it."
Changing the subject, Joey said, "Let's get something to eat."
Alessandro nodded, and they both got a little bit of food and punch. Then, they stood in a place away from the crowds.
"Are you okay?" Alessandro asked.
Joey nodded. "Yeah."
"I was worried about you," he said in Italian.
"I'm okay, really."
"You were gone for a couple of days."
"I told you on the phone that I had had a meltdown and couldn't function. It was really, really bad."
"I know. I'm glad you're feeling better." He kissed her on the forehead.
After they got done eating, the two walked to the dance floor. They spent a lot of time dancing. Then, they took a picture under the Eiffel Tower. Joey whispered, "The real one looks a lot better, but this one is okay."
The night seemed to go by, slowly. The two teenagers mostly focused on each other. It was a great night.