Sentence Sunday 🪩

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I wanted to put together a moodboard for the mirrorball fic, but it's not quite there yet. So, sans moodboard, have this bit of Buck talking with Ali and Chim. Prev snippet here.

“Looks like Romeo’s back,” Ali sing songs in Buck’s ear as she passes his station on the way to her own.   “Oh, yeah?” He aims for nonchalant but knows he’s failed miserably by the smirk on her face.  Ali sits in front of her mirror, picks up a wide-tooth comb, and runs it through her short, espresso strands. The color is a recent switch from her previous summery blond and he’ll admit it suits her. “God, Buck, I swear if you had a tail it would be wagging so hard right now.” To be fair, he’s been more than a little mopey for the last two weeks since his stranger high-tailed it out of the club and didn’t come back. It left Buck in a strange mood. He’s been out of sorts, like a teetering Jenga tower. One seemingly insignificant piece displaced and he’s scrambling for balance again.  “Just to make sure,” Buck tries again to sound unaffected, though he’s not sure why. He already feels the eager, needy tone clinging to his words. “You’re not, uh, fucking with me… right? He’s really there?” She angles her body towards him, all traces of teasing replaced by an almost sisterly affection. “I know how much this has been eating you up. I promise he’s there, Buck.” 

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Buck sticks to the hallways, circumventing the main club as he makes his way to the booth. Chim’s eyes widen as he takes in Buck swiftly approaching. “Buck,” he hisses. “What the hell are you doing here? You’re on in less than ten.” “I need to switch my music for tonight.” Buck ignores the face journey he knows Chim is currently going through. He’s seen it plenty of times, mostly because of his – as Chim calls it – ‘boneheaded piss poor planning’. It's not exactly wrong. “I swear to god, Buckley. One of these days-” “I’m gonna give you a heart attack,” Buck finishes for him. “You’re gonna do it though.” It’s not a question. Chim has never once failed him, no matter how much he obviously wanted to.  Chim scrubs a hand down his face, breathing out a world weary sigh. “Tell me what to queue up before I change my mind.”

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