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Dancing

"Watcha doing?" you ask curiously, plopping down next to Luke on his bed, peaking over his shoulder onto his notepad. "Just working on some new songs" he mumbles, scratching his head and tapping his pencil against the paper in thought. "What are you listening to?" you ask, turning up the speakers he has on his night stand, playing softly in the background. "Ohhh! This is my JAM!" you exclaim gleefully, jumping up and starting to dance, your arms flailing everywhere, whipping your hair around horrendously. "What are you doing, you weirdo?" Luke laughs, his face lighting up with that rare twinkle in his eye. "Dancing, of course! Join me!" you insist, taking his hand and forcing him onto the ground. He stands awkwardly next to you, observing you skeptically, apparently feeling a bit shy, even though no one else is around. "Come on, Luke! Let loose!" you shout, hopping around, kicking your legs up in the air, making a right fool of yourself and not caring about it at all. He finally forfeits and joins it, bringing out some pretty ridiculous moves himself, until you both collapse back onto his bed with laughter and exhaustion. "You are so strange" he grins, shaking his head at you. "You love it" you reply, kissing his cheek before helping him finish his song.