You're the kinda girl I'd take home to mom

[insourarmor]

WHO:Fakir, Rue
WHERE: Dance practice land
WHEN: January 9th, afternoon
WARNINGS:Bitching~
SUMMARY: Fakir and Rue attempt to practice their routine and probably just wind up griping and each other.
FORMAT:Bitchogrphs

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[easyopentabs]

Very loudly, Rue came bounding into the practice room, frustration evident on her face. Without so much as one look at Fakir, she began her stretching, lifting her leg in time to the music.

[insourarmor]

Fakir spasmed and very nearly tripped, so startled was he at Rue's sudden appearance. He glowered at her, arms crossed in an attempt to retain his dignity.

"I suppose you got caught up."

[easyopentabs]

"I was held up by one of the school counselors. They want to make me move back into the dorms."

She did not look at him as she said this, just continued rigidly performing her warm-up routine, as if she was alone.

[insourarmor]

"Maybe you wouldn't be late for appointments if you boarded here," Fakir offered helpfully.