Santana Lopez (
burgercraving) wrote2011-07-05 01:02 pm
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IC; musical discussion and double date with Kurt, Blaine, and Emily
[there are drinks lined up over the bar, but they're all virgin, for the sake of remaining sober during this discussion. Santana is rested up on the end furthest away from Emily with her eyes on Kurt, as she's looking at him with an indication of "get on with it." even though they've only been set up for two minutes, she's already growing impatient. like most times of the day, it's not difficult to find themselves alone in the bar, either. so it goes]
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Want to?
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[takes her shot and stands, dragging Emily up with her]
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[drags Blaine far from any tables, and starts dancing with him. since he's seen this movie a ridiculous a mount of times, he knows all the steps and does them in his so-so quality dancing style. also throwing some monster hands, because WHY NOT.]
Born to hand-jive, baby, born to hand-jive, baby! Yeah!
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Oh, hang on. [and then quickly downs her shot] Okay, we're good. [except for the fact that she does NOT know the moves]
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[said as she's uh, pulling the girl particularly close and obviously swivelling ... into her]
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[needless to say, he's the only coordinated one here, though it's a little harder to do all the moves with Blaine dancing so close]
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[totally in both Kurt's and his own way with his fail dancing, finally gives up as the song starts coming to an end and he attempts to one of the kick moves, almost tripping himself]
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Are you okay?
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Okay, no more fast dancing for you, Mr. Rockstar.
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It was just a misstep. I'll do better when we slow it down.
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Mission accomplished?
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[wait, did this turn into a slow song? when did that happen?]
I'm paying attention to you, don't worry.
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... Kiss me.
[this is said quietly]
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You're sure?
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. . . until he abruptly opens his eyes and raises an eyebrow at the explosive laughter coming from the laptop]
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