If you don't find it too weird, I'm up for going dancing sometime. As friends/acquaintances. There's a place here with music that's not half bad if you avoid karaoke night.
[ Rey approaches her without reserve. She feels pretty confident about the identification, but she also says the name wrong — with a heavy emphasis on the first half and an unstressed syllable in the second. ]
[She got that a lot from her teachers, so she's used to it at this point. She looks up at the other girl with a small smile, and it's clear there's no malice in it, she's wants her name to be said correctly.]
Oh. [ It's surprise more than anything else. She's never had that problem before — reading a name before saying it. So she'd never realized it could be a thing. Surprise! ] Yeah. [ then, realizing the awkwardness of the pause afterwards, she adds — ] I don't have any music.
[Malia holds up her old cell phone, that while is pretty much a paperweight in terms of being a useful phone, she can still play music.]
I do.
[And she goes to stand next to her as she flips through her options.]
Okay, so there are basically three rules to dancing. One, always stay on beat. Two, there's no actual wrong way to dance - so long as you stay on beat and have fun you can move however you want. Three, you don't have to dance with anyone you don't want to dance with, and if they try to make you, you can punch them in the face.
[There's a beat.]
Though, you probably shouldn't do that here. They don't like that.
[Not that she knows from experience, but she can guess.]
Odds are, someone probably won't try to make you anyway, since consent is such a big thing.
Guys from Earth can be dicks. Even the ones who don't seem to be ones at first.
[Which is probably not a good thing to tell someone who is just meeting guys from Earth for the first time. Sadly, most of Malia's experience is with teenage boys.]
At least the ones my age are. There are a few exceptions though.
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[she'll bring the music.]
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[Most of her friends have tended to be teenagers, but that's because she was, you know, still in high school.]
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[She was planning on coming down to go out anyway, going to the common room with music qualifies.]
Give me ten minutes and I'll be there.
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I'm Rey, by the way.
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[And as promised, she jogs her way down to the fifth floor with her phone and looks around for the girl from the app.]
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[ Rey approaches her without reserve. She feels pretty confident about the identification, but she also says the name wrong — with a heavy emphasis on the first half and an unstressed syllable in the second. ]
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[She got that a lot from her teachers, so she's used to it at this point. She looks up at the other girl with a small smile, and it's clear there's no malice in it, she's wants her name to be said correctly.]
Rey, right?
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[Plenty to do.]
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[Malia Tate will never say no to food ever.]
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I do.
[And she goes to stand next to her as she flips through her options.]
Okay, so there are basically three rules to dancing. One, always stay on beat. Two, there's no actual wrong way to dance - so long as you stay on beat and have fun you can move however you want. Three, you don't have to dance with anyone you don't want to dance with, and if they try to make you, you can punch them in the face.
[There's a beat.]
Though, you probably shouldn't do that here. They don't like that.
[Not that she knows from experience, but she can guess.]
Odds are, someone probably won't try to make you anyway, since consent is such a big thing.
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[ she likes the sound of punching them in the face tbh. ]
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Guys from Earth can be dicks. Even the ones who don't seem to be ones at first.
[Which is probably not a good thing to tell someone who is just meeting guys from Earth for the first time. Sadly, most of Malia's experience is with teenage boys.]
At least the ones my age are. There are a few exceptions though.
[Like Scott.]
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[And the solitude, if she's being honest.]
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I've never spent much time outside of a city.
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[She's never really left Beacon Hills before now.]
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