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[memoirofadrmaqn]

[somewhere in camp there's a half-pike. not often used but still there, waiting. Today, it is not alone. Brittany Spears's Circus is blaring from a laptop, and a girl with paint covering her hands and clothes is dancing around it. Apparently the dance is impromptu as there's three and a half newly painted skateboard decks sitting next to the laptop

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[write_it_in]

That's a racket, Roxy.

[memoirofadrmaqn]

[asd;f s-stops and looks around]

Uh... hey Yuki.

[write_it_in]

Get some headphones or something, huh?

[memoirofadrmaqn]

No way! Maybe if I'm inside, but seriously, it's not like people have to come listen. It's totally a huge camp!

[write_it_in]

I heard it from pretty far off. But whatever.

[memoirofadrmaqn]

So you decided to come closer?

[write_it_in]

I wanted to know who it was.

[memoirofadrmaqn]

So now you know, but don't bitch. You're the one who came looking.

[write_it_in]

I'll just watch the dancing.

[memoirofadrmaqn]

Uh... w-what?

[write_it_in]

Go on. You're pretty good.

[memoirofadrmaqn]

Oh.. um... okay?

[heading over to the laptop to pick out another song]

[write_it_in]

[\o/ is a perv]

[memoirofadrmaqn]

[is oblivious to the perv \o/ selects another pop-y dance song and starts dancing, throwing herself into the music]

[write_it_in]

[niiiiiiiice.]

[memoirofadrmaqn]

[has some very good dance moves and more flexibility than should be allowed with a skirt that short]