Swing By || Gabriella + Eric
This new semester had come with a new routine for Eric. Now, every Thursday when his last class of the day was over, he would hike it over to the dance studios to meet Gabriella and walk together to get food. Whether that was on campus of off campus was decided on the walk.
Today he had texted ahead to tell her he wouldn’t be coming, thinking he needed to stay after to discuss something with the TA. Turned out they had emailed the wrong guy, and he had been free to go. Eric had texted Gabriella, asking if she was still around and wanted to keep their meeting.
When she didn’t reply he figured he’d just go around the building to see if she was there. If she was, great, if she wasn’t, oh well, no harm done! (Though there was some harm done since he did want to see her— just nothing actually significant.)
Eric found his way to the room he usually waited outside of and saw the light was still on despite the class having ended. He poked his head in and found it occupied by one lone dancer. Figuring it wasn’t taboo to walk in when there was no lesson going on, he stepped inside the door to wait until she was done. Or noticed him— whichever came first.
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