[That makes Dale grin, one of his unguarded and sincere expressions that makes him look boyish. He glances over at Rigo after admiring the couple on screen, and lets his hand flop over so their fingers are nudging together. Sometimes it's nice to be so fucking high and infatuated with someone that he can forget that he's in charge of something bigger than himself.
All that responsibility is a weight he proudly carries, but it can really drag him down when he lets it. Rigo keeps things lighter. Those smiles where he sets aside his bravado and is just his real self seem to be happening more and more lately.
Yeah, he's not examining that too closely. Figuring out what that means still scares the hell out of him.]
You think they'd let two guys like us on there?
[Does he mean just two brown kids from the wrong part of town going to dance with girls they find for the night, or does he mean the two of them specifically dancing together on the program for everyone to see? He keeps it intentionally vague, trying to imagine a world where it's acceptable for two men to dance together on TV like they don't have a fucking care in the world and they belong there.]
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All that responsibility is a weight he proudly carries, but it can really drag him down when he lets it. Rigo keeps things lighter. Those smiles where he sets aside his bravado and is just his real self seem to be happening more and more lately.
Yeah, he's not examining that too closely. Figuring out what that means still scares the hell out of him.]
You think they'd let two guys like us on there?
[Does he mean just two brown kids from the wrong part of town going to dance with girls they find for the night, or does he mean the two of them specifically dancing together on the program for everyone to see? He keeps it intentionally vague, trying to imagine a world where it's acceptable for two men to dance together on TV like they don't have a fucking care in the world and they belong there.]