somethingwithturquoise | Syndulla Scrap, then Parts Beyond; Tuesday Evening [08/18].

Even though she knew everything was fine, Summer was a little tempted to get to the scrapyard early and fiddle with the ship before things got started for her daaaate, but, on the other hand, she did not turned her bedroom into a warzone of rejected outfits (which were surely now collecting enough cat hair to knit a sweater as Pancakes inevitably assumed all those clothes were strewn about specifically for her to sleep on) until settling on something seemingly effortless just to risk messing it up. She also thought about being 'fashionably late' andm making Barry wait for her at the ship, but, ugh, no, did we really want to be that person? So she got there early enough to just check some of the basic diagnositics (especially with the new power source) and got her started to warm her up, reminding herself of what Rey had said about her overthinking it.

So she figured she might as well just delve into the most mindless thing possible to counterbalance it by scrolling through Instagram for potential shot ideas for this apparent Girls Night Out that was going on tomorrow.

If there wasn't at least some karaoke involved, she was going to be so disappointed in this generation (which was still technically also pretty much her own generation, but shhhh).

[[ for that guy! ]]

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Lucky for Summer and Barry, Barry had one female friend who was smart enough to call him two hours before their date to remind him he should wear something better than jeans and a t-shirt.

For all his smarts, Barry was still a "guy".

Despite a lot of swearing and flailing, Roxie was still able to guide Barry to a look she called 'casual but sophisticated' which Barry considered just semantics but in the end he agreed he looked good.

What was really irritating him was that he had planned out his route to the scrapyard to meet Summer exactly on time. But then some doofus in white armor got in his path which involved both of them shifting in the same direction to avoid each other multiple times which caused him to be late by exactly 8.3 seconds. Now he had to make a decision on whether to apologize for being late or ensuring he complimented Summer's outfit.

But when he arrived at the scrapyard, he was able to put most of those anxieties aside when he actually saw Summer. That allowed him to take a breath and for once clear his thoughts for a second or two.

"Hi," he said breaking into smile. "You... you look fantastic. Sorry I'm late."

By 8.3 seconds mind you.

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