Honestly speaking, he wasn’t really aware of how much time had passed since he started brainstorming, but after trying a small array of things in attempt to get a clue of where to start, he clicked his tongue and slowed to a stop. He stared at the mirror before him for a good, long while before eventually breathing a soft, yet heavier sigh of both defeat and exasperation.[break][break]

”...Ah… Maybe I should just properly get into the feel of it first…”[break][break]

His brows furrowed pensively at the reflection in the mirror, but after just a small while longer, he gave another sigh before jogging back to his phone just long enough to select another song. As it began to play through the speakers in the room, he nodded idly, picking a somewhat bouncy stride back to where he originally stood while accounting for the music.[break][break]

At a certain part of the melody, he began to move again while allowing his body to adjust to the song and the feel he was trying to go for, but he only could about halfway through his impromptu choreography bit (though was honestly already very into it in the short time he fell into everything) before catching a glimpse of a figure that he swore wasn’t there.[break][break]

With a quick, ”Oh, shit—” under his breath, he turned around to properly face her. There was an awkward half pause—partial pause?—as he slowed down (and immediately found himself recognizing the newcomer, which only emphasized the awkwardness he felt), but in the aftermath of the groove, he debated on continuing to dance despite the the stutter.[break][break]

He settled with a leisurely, yet crisp sway back and forth in tandem to the rhythm.[break][break]

”...Uh. I’m not gonna ask how long you’ve been there,” he started off with a purse of the lips, nodding slightly. ”...Small world, though. So you’re supposed to be my partner, huh~?”

PERSEPHONE CARTIER [break]
mission: coordinator choreography

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