we're slow dancing in a burning room

[absurdities]

slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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[maglevflash]

[Gogo's borrowed a corner of their garage again, preferring the clutter and noise of an actual machine environment to the silence of her own place. The labs just...aren't the same as the one back home.

It's getting on towards the end of the day and she's got some smooth jazz playing on the stereo she'd brought in; she's focused so intently on finishing some cosmetic repairs that she doesn't notice that most of the others have gone home.]

[rassera]

[The day came and went without much pomp and circumstance. But that's how it always was. Not that it was boring, but work certainly got done, and whatever Gogo did in her corner was her business, and his was his own. Every now and then he'd walk over, spin the maglevs on her bike, or lean on the wall to see just what she was working on, returning to his work after some small chat.

Status quo, really.

But he's just finishing up having to deal with one particularly needy customer, walking out of the 'office' area and into the main part of the garage, hearing the jazz music sound through the air.

He liked Jazz, one of the few nice things that could come out of America, in his opinion. Taking a walk over to her corner, his feet glide along with the tune.]

I have a jukebox, you know.

[Granted, he didn't have jazz on it, not yet. But that could definitely be arranged.]

Staying late?

[maglevflash]

[It was one of her favourite genres, truth be told. Not that she really looked it. She puts down the decal and wipes her arm over her forehead before looking around the garage.]

Yeah, I guess I am. Didn't realize what time it was, but I'm almost done. Might as well finish.

What about you? [She hadn't thought about his jukebox, but she gives it a considering look. Next time she'll see if he'd added anything new to it.]