[endless dance]

[solipsismmortal]

[this evening, an expansive dance floor has sprung up in the middle of Camp, a large disco ball hanging precariously above; music along these lines plays from some unseen source. you find yourself mysteriously compelled to dance, feet moving of their own accord, raggin' it with anyone else out here on the hop. when do you think you'll be able to

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[stabromance]

[. . . well, I guess now I know what you've been up to]

[stabromance]

[it does. too bad there aren't any trains around.]

[solipsismmortal]

That's definitely one of Camp's more serious grievances.

[stabromance]

[tilts her head, wondering about the others]

[solipsismmortal]

I probably could tell ya when I'm not in as good a mood as I am right now.

[stabromance]

[. . . fair enough]

[solipsismmortal]

[slow dancin']

Hey, know what we oughta do?

[stabromance]

[arches an eyebrow]

[solipsismmortal]

Let's find a buildin' with a big roof, an' go spar. Jus' you and me, havin' it out, much as we like.

[stabromance]

[. . . well, it has been a while]

[solipsismmortal]

Right? An' I always enjoy spendin' time with you, so why not do somethin' we both like?

[stabromance]

[there is little with that that she can disagree with, so. nodding.]

[solipsismmortal]

Fantastic.

[stabromance]

[stops dancing and steps back, waiting to follow him]

[solipsismmortal]

[still kind of skipping a little, but heading towards-- probably the hospital]

This way, they gotta nice big roof over here.

[stabromance]

[walking behind him at a more sedate pace. hopefully they won't disturb whatever patients the hospital has at the moment, if any.]