Get on your dancing shoes, you sexy little swine Who: Lily and Locke Where: Dance studio When: Noontime
With the rain finally gone, there were several things Locke wanted to do. One of them was to spread his wings and fly about town, but he knew better than that with the full moon coming up. So instead, he opted to head to the local dance studio to stretch his legs out. They needed some practice, especially with the new school year coming up soon. Locke was looking forward to the musicals and cabaret activities. Each year he partook in them, dancing his worries away with utmost grace and precision. Esme would have been proud to see how far her lover had gotten in life after all those years.
Entering the studio, duffle bag slung over his shoulder, he made his way to the main dancing hall to place his belongings to the side. He came dressed in loose, athletic gear, iPod plugged in his ears as he proceeded to sit down and switch his sneakers out for some proper dance shoes. With that done, Locke began stretching, minding his own business as the music flooded into his body. He was in the mood for something upbeat and lively, that was for sure. Once he was done stretching, he brought his head up to scan for a spot in the hall to start his practice. Very few dancers were present, but in the midst of them, Locke spotted a familiar face - Lily. He knew her from school... barely, but knew her more as a dancer than anything. A light smile formed on his lips as he rose and unplugged his iPod, waving in her direction. "Hey you, see you're still up your usual antics?" Locke teased lightly. "Summer treating you well?"