“May I have this dance?” / trip !! @fragmentstm
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“Trip.” Jemma breaks into a smile, as she still so often does whenever the man is involved. It’s night, no one will see them if they dance along with the music that comes from the parked car, and she’s having a hard time finding objections to it. So instead she takes the hand he’s offering her, shaking her head even as she walks closer and decides to take one more step in the right direction, both arms around his neck. She feels like this moment is important, but she’s not sure of how. “Are you making it your mission, to always cheer me up?”










