+ The Dance +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Yasogami HS gymnasium
When: Evening of Wednesday, July 16
Rating: PG(-13)
Summary: It's your chance do your dance
The Story: After the culture festival wraps up on Wednesday afternoon, all students are invited to a dance in the gymnasium! There are snacks and drinks (non-alcoholic, of course!), as well as cheesy paper decorations made by the student council members.

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[lightgunhustler]

[Well, as manners go, his are decent enough -- at least he's not standing there looking surly or flirting with other girls and expecting her to fall all over him like a certain someone else she knows.

Not that she's bitter or anything.

She actually manages half a smile at the remark. Congratulations, Simon, you're already making progress.]

Maybe. Hard to say, I'm pretty comfortable by now.

[luckynumberthree]

Yes, but maybe the wall isn't. Maybe it's feeling crowded. You should probably give it some space before it starts hyperventilating or something. And I could probably come up with a plausible excuse for your absence so its feelings aren't hurt.

[ Progress he'll take, and then happily go for more. ]

[lightgunhustler]

[Damn it, Simon. You're cute.]

Yeah? You think you can let the wall down easy for me?

[She raises an eyebrow; it's more amusement than challenge, and she bites at her lower lip to stifle a laugh.]

Well, if it can be done without hurting the wall's feelings...

[luckynumberthree]

I think I can. And hey, maybe it'll give it a chance to go cozy up to the stage, I think it's been eyeing it all night.

[ Now he's just being silly, but he doesn't miss her almost-laugh and it makes him grin, cheeky and unrepentant. He holds out a hand to her in invitation. ]

Come out and dance with me?

[lightgunhustler]

You think so? You know, always hoped those two crazy kids would make it.

[But silly teasing aside, he just asked her a very real question -- one she's almost hesitant to answer, considering just how stubbornly against having a good time she'd been just a few minutes before.]

You're asking me?

[Well, well. Look at that. Dean hadn't been able to work up the nerve, or maybe he just hadn't given a damn, but a total stranger wanted her company. Dean was losing more and more points all the time.]

You know what? I think I will.

[luckynumberthree]

Why do you sound so surprised about that?

[ He's looking a little confused about that because why wouldn't he ask her? Was there some unwritten rule somewhere that said he shouldn't? Not that Simon paid all that much attention to rules in general, because he inevitably ended up breaking them anyway. But her agreement gets a smile from him and a flare of relief across his face, hand still held out to her. ]

Really? I mean, awesome.

[lightgunhustler]

[Maybe because the person she was hoping would ask her never worked up the nerve -- but she's not saying that out loud. No way.]

Don't worry about it.

[No explanations needed, right? She smiles and takes the offered hand. Points for being gentlemanly.]

Let's go.