Chapter 3 — The Kiss Nobody Saw Coming Except Everyone Did
The dancefloor finally began to slow down after Salty performed a move that experts (aka Sarah and Susan) would later describe as “a controlled explosion with legs.” Lucy wiped a tear from her eye from laughing so hard. “You’re unbelievable, Salty,” she giggled. Salty straightened up, chest out, hands on hips like a superhero who had definitely not just nearly kicked a speaker off its stand. “Aye Lucy,” he said with pride. “They don’t call me Sgt. Salty for nothin’. Well… actually they do. But still.” For a moment—just a moment—the chaos faded. The misfits were catching their breath. The lights softened into warm colours. The music slowed into something suspiciously romantic, courtesy of Funji Squallshy who accidentally hit the wrong button while chasing a moth. Lucy stepped closer. So did Salty. The atmosphere went from comedy… to awkward comedy with a sprinkle of tension. Sarah nudged Susan. “Ooooh look at that.” “Go on Salty boy!” whispered McFinleyyy, adjusti...