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SOL on Apr 1, 2018 13:17:37 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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131 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Lena nodded as she propped her elbow against the windowsill and resting her head in her hand. "Yeah, I've got a flyer with me somewhere. Always looking for new clientele." She put her bag between her legs and rummaged through with one hand, producing it and shaking it in the air. "I'll just put it here whenever you wanna come over." She grinned and looked back out the road.
"You do like watching half naked girls dancing and supporting local talent, yes?" She asked as her grin turned a little cheeky.
It had to be asked. Although to be fair, she'd sprung it on her best friend and she'd loved it. The thought of her best friend dampened her mood a little and Lena's grin slipped a little. She missed Natalie.
got that good soul in my feet
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SOL on Mar 23, 2018 13:20:22 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
"I think I've just been living in small areas where everyone knew everyone so being Stagfort is a bit of a departure from my norm." Lena explained with a chuckle. And the fact that Lena had pretty much isolated herself to only a few places, being loyal to just one shop for her different needs, she supposed it wasn't that much of a surprise.
She laughed along with Emmett, realising that not everyone had the same perspective on the distinctions. "Well, my occupation is dance instructor at the community center. Every day job. My career is a dancer. At this club called The Green Fairy. Maybe you've heard of it?" She asked.
got that good soul in my feet
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SOL on Mar 16, 2018 1:29:15 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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87 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Surprise lit the redhead's features and she whistled. Lena was by no means a homebody. She was aware that Stagfort wasn't small but to actually not come across Emmett sooner was quite alarming for her. "I've been driving here practically every day for the past three years." She stated with a small shake of the head.
The question brought a chuckle out of the redhead and she turned to the blonde with a grin. "Occupation or career?" She asked. Because there was definitely a difference between them.
got that good soul in my feet
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SOL on Mar 16, 2018 0:24:49 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Lena snorted when the mechanic pointed out an understatement. Granted, obviously she didn't know what had gone on in Lena's day but having it stated that way made her a little itchy and impatient to get the car fixed so she could be rid of this negative energy that seemed to be sticking to her for the past five hours.
"It's been a long ass day, that's for sure." The Aussie sighed and gave the blonde a crooked half smile. She watched as her car was hooked up to the tow truck and sighed. She patted the hood of the car. "You'll be alright, baby." She mumbled to herself.
Accepting the handshake, she thanked the blonde once more before going around to the passenger side and climbed in. Her mood considerably lifted and the atmosphere in the tow truck was less gloomy than before.
"So how long have you been a mechanic here?" She asked, more open to idle chat now that she'd eased up.
got that good soul in my feet
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SOL on Mar 12, 2018 3:21:31 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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110 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
The redhead got an answer she didn't quite hate, thankfully and she shrugged, a genuine smile finally creasing her lips. "That's the best piece of news I've gotten today." She chuckled lightly, slipping her hands into her jeans pocket. "How sad is it that having my car towed is good news?" Lena snorted.
She sent a quick text to Damien to pick her up at the garage before looking back up at the mechanic and nodded. "That's great. Do you mind if I follow you back to the garage? I've got a friend who'll pick me up there." She smiled expectantly before reaching a hand out. "Lena, by the way."
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SOL on Mar 12, 2018 2:51:38 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
The mechanic might as well have been talking in another language given all the terms she used in a matter of seconds. At least Lena felt better knowing there was something that could be done and the person telling her that can do it.
"Does it take long to fix?" Lena asked, whipping her phone out to get ready to call someone to catch a ride with. Damien should be free around this time and Lena didn't need to add being late to her own class to the list of things that had gone wrong for her today.
Hopefully her friend would step up. He'd been doing it a lot lately, which she was completely grateful for.
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SOL on Mar 12, 2018 2:10:06 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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130 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Lena waited for the mechanic to give her answer but when none came, the redhead's blue eyes followed as the other woman moved to the driver's seat to start the engine twice. She moved over closer to the driver's seat and her ears perked up when she was asked a question. She grimaced when the mechanic asked her about RPMs and she recounted what she had heard.
"I think it started sputtering before it died? Like smooth sailing and then suddenly sputtering, slowing down and dead." Lena answered to the best of her abilities, complete with hand gestures for emphasis.
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SOL on Mar 12, 2018 1:15:41 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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130 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Once they stopped, Lena climbed out of the car and fished the keys from her pocket and pressed the button on the key fob to unlock the car doors. She handed the keys over to the mechanic as she rounded over to the driver's seat to pop open the hood.
She closed the door and walked over to where the mechanic was and looked over her shoulder. "What do you think could be the problem?" Lena asked after a moment of silence. She scratched the back of her neck, wondering if she should learn something about cars. This might just be the first time she'd had any problems with her car but it might not be the last.
Knowing a thing or two might just save her some money maybe.
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SOL on Mar 11, 2018 0:05:24 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Lena nodded as her bright blue eyes wandered through the garage. It didn't look like there was anybody else and here the mechanic was, asking her to follow into the tow truck. Did she not need someone to look after the place while she was gone?
Shrugging, the dance instructor climbed into the truck and gave the mechanic a tight smile. "Thanks. My car's right around the corner." She offered.
Usually a friendly and chatty person, the bout of bad luck she had run in had left her a little deflated so she spent the ride over to her car in relative silence, save giving directions.
got that good soul in my feet
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SOL on Mar 9, 2018 12:22:55 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
She stepped back with an apology when the person jumped. When they turned with a grin, Lena reciprocated with a strained one. She wished she wasn't so pissed at herself and the day she'd had but she was so this person was probably likely to receive a small amount of pissiness from her.
When asked what the problem was, Lena tried to remember whether she could identify the problem. She had a full tank of gas, there was no smoke coming out, it just sputtered and died.
"I hate to say it but I honestly have no clue. My knowledge of cars extends only to make, model and gas pumping." She shrugged with a sheepish grin.
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SOL on Mar 9, 2018 0:52:49 GMT
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Her car breaking down in the middle of the plaza was ultimately the last straw for Lena. She had been run by a case of the worst luck since she woke up that morning.
Furiously typing in her phone to find the nearest garage, she finally spotted one which was apparently half a mile from where she was standing. Locking her car, she stalked over where her GPS directed her and stepped into the place.
She tapped the first person she saw on the shoulder. "Excuse me, my car broke down. It's half a mile out. Could you help me?"
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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100 Words
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
"Literally the only reason why you're in my life." Lena laughed, clinging on to him when he stood up. "Once you let yourself go, I'm taking Jace and running away." The redhead continued kissing him until she was unceremoniously dumped on his bed.
She snorted when he started to do a strip tease for her. "Slim to none. Nobody wants to see you in nipple strips and tassels, Damian." She shook her head and rolled her eyes.
But she humoured him anyway, whistling and catcalling him, clapping for his efforts. For the moment, she was just glad for the distraction.
got that good soul in my feet
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Space. She would have to settle for more time apart from Natalie. Again. She should be grateful that the brunette hadn't wanted to cut ties completely.
"Okay." Lena responded, deflating as she looked down to the ground. There was nothing else she could do. She'd already said her piece. She had done proper damage and she had a feeling there was no going back to whatever they had before.
Even if Natalie somehow found it in herself to forgive Lena, it wouldn't be the same anymore. And Lena had to accept that. Natalie might have said that she didn't want to lose their friendship but Lena already felt that they just did.
"Take care of yourself." Lena's voice cracked at the end before she turned around and made her way back up for her classes.
got that good soul in my feet
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
It had been a joke she made to one of the dancers before about being in a trio with a blonde and a brunette. When the redhead found out that it was actually happening, she couldn't help but laugh at Luca, thanking him for making her dreams come true. She wasn't sure whether he took it as sarcasm or not but Lena definitely found the situation amusing as all hell.
She didn't know when Callie and Kenny were going to arrive for rehearsals but Lena came on time. She caught sight of the brunette as soon as she got in and a wide smile played on her lips.
"Hiyuh!" She responded and approached the girl who looked so damn young. She had to be ten years younger than Lena. Maybe even younger. "Lena. You must be Kenny!"
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Oct 11, 2018 13:57:37 GMT
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can't stop the feeling
i got that sunshine in my pocket
Snorting at Damian's words, Lena couldn't help but recall her past conquests. "I think I've been with more clingy boys than women, actually. Some of 'em think they can handle just sex with me but nope. After one or two nights, they're calling me and asking how my day went."
She snuggled close to Damian and sighed. "I need more people to be more like you. Less emotions, more intuition in bed."
Her fingers traced lazy shapes over Damian's stomach. She knew they were done talking and she was glad for it because she really needed a release. Slowly, she clutched the back of the couch to swing one leg over Damian, straddling him. "Speaking of which."
Once she was comfortable in his lap, she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his head up. A hint of a smirk played on her lips before they descended upon his.
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