theme: leg-warmers
Eileen had torn off the cardboard top as soon as it was in her possession.
Vintage warmers, straight from the 80's. She had excitedly purchased them online once she had saved up enough money. Putting the balled-up wads closer to her face, she inhaled that scent that only fresh clothing off of Amazon would provide. Carefully, Eileen stuck her hand in and slowly pulled the thick cloth out, revealing dazzling new leg warmers. Squealing, she slumped over a chair to kick off her flip-flops and slip into the leg-warmers.
The fuchsia-embroidered fuzz hugged her ankles as she pulled them to her knees.
Eileen, feeling like she knew just how to complete the mood, dove straight into her purse to retrieve her MP3 player. She slid it into her shorts' pocket and listened to the music blasting out of her headphones.
And with that, the mole began to sway back and forth in her apartment.
That sway rocketed itself into a twirl. And a bounce. And a jerk.
Soon enough, Eileen was dancing all around in what little space she had of a home.
As the song was approaching the last verse, a slow suspicion made its way into her head. She twisted her head towards the doorway, where Rigby was standing, a backpack slung over his shoulder.
Eileen quickly wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. Her face was red due to an unnerving mix of exercising and embarrassment.
"Did you forget that you invited me over here?"
"Uh..."
"That's okay, I probably would of too," he chuckled, shuffling into her apartment. "Sorry for barging in and stuff, but I rented this awesome movie and we just hafta watch it!"
"Yeah! Sure thing," Eileen huffed, setting down her MP3 on the rim of her couch.
"Oh, and one more thing before I forget," he said, looking up from his backpack.
"Huh?" Eileen asked.
"You're a really cool dancer. Can you teach me sometime?"
A/N: Sorry I haven't been updating that much! Testing's this week. But rest assured, more is on the way...
that Mordecai/Margaret kiss was reaaallly cute, by the way.