meme #004 | slow-dancing ( think outside the boxstep )

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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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This... [Once up, Barnaby placed a hand gingerly on the side of the device. Just the standing part alone had been a challenge, so he was certain he had reached some sort of victory by the mere fact that he wasn't teetering over where he stood. Well, the longer he was up, the easier it seemed. He hadn't quite reached a state of pure, intoxicated hopelessness, even if he was well on his way to that point. But this? This was fine.

And showing off his stereo? Even better.] A present, from Mr. Maverick.

[Probably one of the best ones he had gotten, although it was more of a mixture of presents. A celebratory welcome-to-your-first-apartment gift, a congratulations for finishing high school, even a growing-up sort of gift for leaving the orphanage. Either way, Maverick had spent some lavish amount of money on it, and it fit quite nicely. Barnaby pressed the on switch, a gentle waltz filling the room.

He smiled at Kotetsu, patting the device again.] Sometimes I just sit there and listen to music for hours. It's... It's hard, thinking about Ouro... Ouro...

[Ouroboros, although Barnaby's mind was already drifting past that.]

Oh, I know this song. I like this song. I think 's Chopin.