Endeavor

Amongst the crowd.

Stealth, attempting to not make a sound.

Tip toe, tippy tap.

The actions like a cunning cat.

A glimmer in his eye as he watches the prize.

Little do they know that their actions have  become his private show.

He licks his lips as the prey shake their hips.

It's time to act - as he makes his semi calculated move.

They all continue to dance until they notice the creep, naturally this disrupts their groove.

Nudging one another they all disperse from the floor a minor stampede doesn't ensue but they do attempt to exit the door.

The man was only trying to get a dance but unfortunately, as per usual he stood no chance.

Demola, TCC