[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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[gameoverrestart]

It's a dance. Do you want to join in?

[gameoverrestart]

I'll remember to next time. But it looks likes your partner is here now.

[littlestdeath]

Huh? Rain?

[looking around for him]

[gameoverrestart]

The one waving, I think.

[nodding in his direction]

[littlestdeath]

Alright! You can dance with me next time.

[gameoverrestart]

Thanks.

[littlestdeath]

Are you feeling okay?

[gameoverrestart]

You know, you're really slow.

[breaking apart to try and beat an exit]

[littlestdeath]

[FOLLOWING]

Hey! Don't just say that and walk away! I didn't even do anything, jeez.

[gameoverrestart]

[. . . that works too]

That doesn't change the facts.

[littlestdeath]

Maybe if you explained things more, I'd pick things up faster.

[gameoverrestart]

[god, we're mostly out ear shot]

Because I'm supposed to explain to someone I just met that we're strangers?

[littlestdeath]

. . .

We didn't just meet and we're not strangers. Are you sick?

[gameoverrestart]

What part of a man covered in blood invites you to gawk?

[littlestdeath]

It's just Claire, he doesn't care if people gawk.

[gameoverrestart]

. . . That isn't the point. So, you know him.