From: learntofly	Date: October 7th, 2010 11:49 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"You don't have to do anything really," she shrugged. He was looking for clothes though, there was a little spark of hope that he might go with her. She smiled as she watched him rummage and caught herself looking goofy and shook her head.

"Really?" she asked snapping out of her momentary quiet. "I'm not a very good dancer either to be honest," she said looking at her feet again.

	From: formaldehyde	Date: October 8th, 2010 08:31 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"Then... why are you inviting me to a dance then?" Ben said, pausing from looking through his clothes, his eyebrows creasing with worry.

"It seems a little like self-sabotage..." He took a breath. "Unless..." Unless she wanted someone to hold her hand when faced with the firing squad.

	From: learntofly	Date: October 8th, 2010 08:21 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

Oh god I've been caught. "As much as a self saboteur as I am, I just... kinda... I kinda want someone to be there with, you know," she shrugged. "It would be nice to have a friend there on my first public outing," he said, her voice growing more and more quiet as she carried on explaining herself.

Meka was pretty convinced that no other girl had to work this hard getting someone to go to the dance with them.

	From: formaldehyde	Date: October 10th, 2010 08:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"I thought so." Ben agreed, awkwardly running his hands through his hair and nodding as he scanned his wardrobe. More like staring blankly at it than actually making any real decisions.

"I mean... I don't really want to go but..." He sighed and gave her a small sort of half smile. "I won't leave you to the sharks unchaperoned... or something."

	From: learntofly	Date: October 10th, 2010 08:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"Thanks," she took a preemptive step forward and stopped. "I'll do my best to make sure you're not suffering through it," she said sheepishly.

To be honest, Meka didn't really want to go either but her dad had sent her that dress and she wanted to wear it at least once. It was... different being girlie. She wasn't sure she liked it, but she didn't exactly hate it either.

	From: formaldehyde	Date: October 13th, 2010 09:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"I'm sure I'll be suffering whether you try to make it better or not." Ben replied in his usual deadpan tone. The barest hint of a smile still rested in the corners of his mouth, subtly hinting that he might be anything other than miserable.

Which... he wasn't. Despite the fact that it looked like he was attending a dance he'd been otherwise avoiding.

"You, uh. You can wait in here, or outside if you want." He offered, awkwardness creeping right back up again. "Just don't leave my door open. I just need to go change. I guess."

	From: learntofly	Date: October 13th, 2010 09:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Meka/Ben

"Right," he nodded. "I'll just... I'll wait out in the hall for you," she backed away toward the door, suddenly feeling bad for interrupting his night. She looked at him shyly, awkwardly... before shutting the door and leaning against the wall with a sigh. This was going to be a weird night.