Lyrics Prompt Open Box

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Post a lyric as a prompt and let's figure out something to go with it. 

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[thenecromantic]

"You heard about that, huh?" Sheepish grin, but he can't help but talk about it. They're great, and clearly that means she's great since she made them. "He is? That's awesome!"

[froststorm]

She bumps shoulders with him.

"Starting to think that I could get away with my masters in human physiology instead of a full MD," she whispers quietly.

[thenecromantic]

"Yeah? Is that something you want to do?"

[froststorm]

"I like creating things. Especially if it helps others. Like your hearing aids. But if I have this on top of it, I don't know how to manage all of that and school," Crystal admits.

[thenecromantic]

"It does seem like a lot," he admits. "I don't know that I could do it. But I mean, I didn't even go to college."

[froststorm]

"Not helpful that you've kind of got a high bar to reach. Dr. Snow has multiple doctorates as does Mr. Raymond, who has multiple masters degrees," she points out.

[thenecromantic]

"It's not like you have to beat them, is it? Just because they did that doesn't necessarily mean you have to if you don't want to."

[froststorm]

"All of this can be solved by me sitting down with them, I know, I know," she whines a little.

[thenecromantic]

"Easier said than done, right?"

[froststorm]

She gives him a grateful smile.

"Yeah, a lot easier said than done."

[thenecromantic]

"Any way I can help?"

[froststorm]

She gives a roll of her shoulders.

"Have a project for me to work on after in case they decide to blow a gasket?"

[thenecromantic]

He shrugs. "I'm sure I can think of something."

[froststorm]

Crys gives him a half smile and bumps shoulders with him again.

"How have things been going down in the sound lab?

[thenecromantic]

Bumping right back. "Pretty good. Been working on moving objects with sonic vibrations."

[froststorm]

"You think they'll let you out on the field soon enough?" she asks.

[thenecromantic]

"Maybe. I'm a little nervous," he admits.

[froststorm]

"Why?" she asks. "Sounds like you've been doing pretty well in training."

[thenecromantic]

"Yeah, but that's a controlled situation."

[froststorm]

"Maybe they'll put you in the field some day." She looks ahead, seeing Firestorm already lit up and glowering down at Silas. "...I should probably go."

[thenecromantic]

Silas looked over at Firestorm, then at her. "I don't think the glaring will stop because you leave."

[froststorm]

She rolls her eyes and walks over to Firestorm, exchanging a few quiet words with him, trying to stop the glare and glower.