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[ooc- cross posted as a 2-for-1 rp, to [livejournal.com profile] oh_shiney journal>(Tag would be to [livejournal.com profile] fire_stealer in both journals. Music stylings by “The Platters” as sung by our own Maggie. *G*]

“What to do, what to do…say Mikey, what are your plans for today?” Maggie looked over her shoulder before she looked ahead again to check the contents of Mikey’s refrigerator. It looked as if he actually went shopping and this time, for good food. As she waited for an answer, Maggie sang along with her Ipod, half on and half off her head.

You can dance Ev'ry dance with the guy Who gives you the eye Let him hold you tight. You can smile Ev'ry smile …

“Ahhh, it’s a fluke, Maggie. I have the next two days off from both jobs and my trainer says to stay home and rest. Says I was getting all worked up over stress, if you know what I mean,” Michael answered over the sound of Maggie’s singing.

“Mmhm, yeah, well"...…for the man who held your hand 'Neath the pale moonlight. But don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm…

“You know your trainer is right. You got everything you need for the two days?” It looked like he did, but she hadn’t checked his medicine cabinet yet. She knew he would be just fine. But Michael alone for two days with nothing to do was a rare thing, for sure.

“Yeah, yeah, I got my books and that Passion of the Christ flick. I hear it’s good. I hear the ending is a shocker.” It was Michael’s attempt at humor and Maggie did smile. She really never got his sense of comedy, but that was ok.

“Well, if you need anything, call mom and dad or go over. They have money to cover any extra needs for you, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah, go have fun.” That was a wild guess at what she was probably going to go and do today.

"And try not to get into trouble, Margaret Bethany-Francis.”
“Yeah, yeah, go to sleep, Mikey,” Maggie winked and then double checked his supplies before heading outside.

When she left, Maggie continued to sing the next song on her IPod. It was her daytime, or as normal people would say, almost dusk. It wasn’t as warm as it could be, but she still wore her favorite summer dress of navy blue and white polka dots. A waistcoat of dark denim and a decent sun hat to keep off the last of the rays. But seriously, it was more for fun than worrying about mismatched tans, as she sashayed down the boardwalk.

Oh, I know (oh, I know) That the music's fine Like sparkling wine …Go and have your fun …Laugh and sing …But while we're apart …Don't give your heart to anyone …But don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arms you're gonna be…So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm…

When she closed the door, )


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