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It had taken you a while to get back from your smoke break, finding Tiger and Wolf already setting the perimeter around the frat house. Leaving them to work, you set off on finding Josh, sneaking in through the back door and blending into the crowd. And that's when he noticed you, after basically kicking Kronish's ass at a dance battle, and successfully saving the world; Josh felt a hell of a lot more confident. Gently pushing Barbarella away from him and slinking towards to you, he flinched away from the dancing bodies around him, maneuvering clumsily towards you. He almost tripped over other people's feet as he finally approached, leaning against the wall, trying to act aloof. "Hey-" he started, voice obscured by the helmet. "You're as fine as wine, sugar-" Josh breathed, mentally slapping himself. *Did people even use that in the 60s?!*
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