Tamara was sitting cross-legged on the counch at the lounge of the Polar Tang. She’s strumming on her guitar, trying to write a song though she seems to get stuck on a part
She’s so focused on it that she doesn’t see @medicusmortis.bsky.social enter the room
...are we sure you haven't reached insanity yet-
Puts on a tango and practices her choreography. A bit hard without a dance partner, but she could manage
Not that she wouldn't wlecome a dance partner