WEEK ONE: TUESDAY, THE DINER
[ while dave's instructions were vague at best (waiting in town where) the place dirk can find him is the big belly diner, sitting on one of the barstools nearest the jukebox. he's leaning back against the counter and seems to be mostly staring off into space, though he is listening to a song he heard the other day with someone else.
for once he will not do the "sup" thing though he kind of nods awkwardly when he spots dirk and seems to refocus. ]
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[ is this better than the "sup" or "yo" thing. shit. ]
for once he will not do the "sup" thing though he kind of nods awkwardly when he spots dirk and seems to refocus. ]
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[ is this better than the "sup" or "yo" thing. shit. ]

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[He should shut up.]
You just said you did. Sorry.
[He turns his TOTALLY NOT FLUSTERED AT ALL face to the jukebox. And he flicks through it and manages to get it to play a song of his: not one of his political remixes, but one of the more fun ones, that he made thinking about how much he really likes his friends. It's energetic and eccentric and somehow a little bit sweet.]
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dave's quiet when he listens, though he always at least taps a finger or a foot to music when it plays without really thinking about it. it's a habit he's never tried to shake.
it isn't, he thinks, something bro would have done. the music. ]
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Yeah he doesn't even dare speak. It automatically goes into another track of his, more mellow, for just relaxing to. Still he's too nervous to talk.]
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but after like, four tracks if dirk can even last that long, he will actually stand up so. ]
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although the jukebox probably explains well enough?
it's something of his, instead of something of dirk's. ]
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That was really awesome, dude. I loved it.
[He's looking at Dave now, and,] Can I hear another one?
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Do you want to trade off back and forth.
[ this is why he dragged dirk out here. this isn't even a thing he has to be secretive about? literally no one would care. and yet. ]
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[Yeah he. Said that fast, vehement like he was afraid if he waited too long Dave would take the offer back.]
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Okay. [ okay, come on, you can do this - ] Then it's your turn.
[ dirk played more tracks than dave already, but he'll just...finish out with four extra, or something, later. right now he is Trying to do something, in a haphazard and uncertain way, for the reasons he gave last time. and maybe a little for himself, also. ]
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I like faster stuff a lot of the time.
[ that is halfway to praise or...near it...he will get there. his next pick is a showtime remix, so ]