He beams at the camera and waves an enthusiastic hello, delighted to see the milky-white square that pops out resolve into a miniature him waving up at them. The train is already rather loud, like a constant shaking roll of thunder beneath their feet; he suspects, somewhat wryly, that this isn't as loud as the evening will get. Oh well. He'll be fine.
And then Ingress mentions flirting and dancing, and his expression freezes a touch.
"Ah..." He can hear himself trailing into the deflating-balloon noise he's made far too often the past couple of days. "No, I will pass. I will not ruin your fun, I promise! If you wish to flirt and dance, you should, I'm just..."
He's started slumping more and more as he says this, until he ends up with his elbows planted on his knees.
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Date: 2020-10-03 01:42 am (UTC)And then Ingress mentions flirting and dancing, and his expression freezes a touch.
"Ah..." He can hear himself trailing into the deflating-balloon noise he's made far too often the past couple of days. "No, I will pass. I will not ruin your fun, I promise! If you wish to flirt and dance, you should, I'm just..."
He's started slumping more and more as he says this, until he ends up with his elbows planted on his knees.