Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

The fifth floor wasn't really Cassandra's floor, but she had handwavily agreed to meet Namine there. She was busy moving furniture out of the way to create as wide an open space as possible. Somehow this meant that most of the seating was pushed out into a circle around her clear space.

After a critical look over her work Cassandra nodded to herself and idly went through a few stretching routines, waiting for her friend's arrival.

[ooc: Cassandra's here to teach Namine something about how to dance, but she'd be glad to teach anyone else who asked her too. Or, you know, do the other things that you do in a common room.]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Would you, like to go together?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra frowned, "Like... a..." she stopped, trying to remember the word, "A date?" Her tone and body language were muted, but Billy could probably tell that the idea wasn't one that thrilled her.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Well, that was the general idea yeah. But if that doesn't work for you, no problem." He certainly didn't want to make her uncomfortable. He remembered what she'd said about the beach."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Her body language turned slightly guarded, but there was a thread of relief at his refusal to push. "I'm... Um... Maybe we could just dance instead? I mean, if you're there?" she offered.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy smiled reassuringly. He was disappointed, but not heartbroken. "That'd be great. See you there."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Her own smile was tentative, but at least it was there. Her voice was soft, "Okay."