#dedication 3

Lana had been wrangled court-side, once the cheer routine was done, finger wagged sternly in her face on account of her finishing move -- she’d stolen a megaphone, leapt to the front of the formation and excitedly called out ‘DICK SISTERS INC YOU KNOW WHO TO CALL!’ in what she thought was an excellent marketing strategy. Faculty didn’t think so. Scolding over with no impact on her pep, she pranced her way towards Dom, reaching out to angle up his chin via pom-pom. “Pretty,” came with a mile wide beam, appraising the makeup. Then, she hopped to take a seat in the open space -- vacated by Ducky or Gunner, inevitably. “Did you like the routine? I got my cane confiscated. I think that’s, like, pretty awful, actually. I mean, they didn’t know I didn’t need it? I could have, like, brittle ankles, or something. I drank a bunch of the rum in it, though,” came with a nod that sent hair ribbons fluttering, head whipping to watch the court like an attentive retriever. “So it wasn’t so bad, you know? Kid did good. Rest easy, sweet prince.” @domfm​

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