Dorm Roof, Wednesday Evening

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Steven was finally going to try out the idea that he could maybe make new friends through music. He'd thought about going to a common room, but he liked the idea of being out in fresh air better. So he stood on the roof, ukulele in hand, and started to play and sing.

It was an old one he'd come up with, but one of his favorites. It was possibly a little odd, out of context. Even in context, really.

"All I wanna do is see you turn into a giant woman,
A giant woman!
All I wanna be is someone who gets to see a giant woman.
All I wanna do is help you turn into a giant woman,
A giant woman!
All I wanna be is someone who gets to see a giant woman.
Oh I know it'll be great and I just can't wait to see the person you are together.
If you give it a chance you can do a huge dance because you are a giant woman.
You might even like being together and if you don't it won't be forever.
But if it were me, I'd really wanna be a giant woman,
a giant woman!
All I wanna do is see you turn into a giant woman..."

Steven was singing on the roof. Maybe he'd attract attention.

[ooc: Open roof, open post! Finally got around to this. Distract me from assembling tiny mechanical spiders!]