Room 308: Friday Night: Ready to Get My Dance On

[the_merriest]

Rikku had found the perfect dress downtown. It was even orange! That shouldn't make her feel less nervous, but somehow? It totally did. This was officially going to be awesome

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[dude_its_jude]

Confidence-boosting visit to surly, anti-dance, single friend? Check.

Formal wear consisting of suit jacket and pants a size too big for his lanky frame and powder blue tuxedo t-shirt? Check.

Angel-approved bouquet of flowers? Check.

Mellow? Check.

Jude nodded on her door.

[the_merriest]

Rikku tried to tuck a stray lock of hair back again - dammit! it never stayed - and tentatively opened the door.

And grinned. And blushed a bit, especially when she saw he was holding - flowers? Whoa, this really was a date-thing.

She waved. "Hiya! Oh! I like your suit!"

[dude_its_jude]

"Hey," Jude smiled mellowly, his blush more noticeable now when his ears weren't hidden by his tuque, as they went pink before the rest of him did. "Thanks, bra. You look much nicer than I do, though. Um, here." He held out the flowers. "These are for you?" Please let Mr. P be right . . .

[the_merriest]

"They are? I mean, thank you. I mean. You know." Dumb questions, yay! Like he brought the flowers for Crookshanks. She blushed harder.

She fussed with her hair again - maybe it was good that some of it was loose, she could still fidget! - and took the bouquet and smelled it. "I mean, they're really nice, and thank you." she smiled at him.

A whole sentence of not sounding like an idiot. Progress! She set the flowers down on her desk and turned back around. "Oh! And thank you for - I mean - you like the dress, really?" She bounced a little. "Oooh, check it out, when I spin around it twirls!"