That cinches it, she supposes; so gracefully, she walks back over to the stereo and fiddles with it for a moment, trying to find a proper song once again. Music notes appear in her thought bubble, bouncing up and down to the tune of the songs as she goes through--
And once she finds one she is satisfied with, she stops and steps back, quickly preparing to dive into the routine.
Listening...
Counting one, two, three--
And then she begins, doing a routine slightly different than the one he walked in on. It's a bit more complex, but she does well enough--
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That cinches it, she supposes; so gracefully, she walks back over to the stereo and fiddles with it for a moment, trying to find a proper song once again. Music notes appear in her thought bubble, bouncing up and down to the tune of the songs as she goes through--
And once she finds one she is satisfied with, she stops and steps back, quickly preparing to dive into the routine.
Listening...
Counting one, two, three--
And then she begins, doing a routine slightly different than the one he walked in on. It's a bit more complex, but she does well enough--
At least for a while.]