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every single day apollo came home, he was met with clay. normally he wouldn’t mind the company, but lately he’s started looking for extra work to give him overtime.
not that he doesn’t like clay! they’ve been good friends for years and he would never want to lose that. but when clay gets in the mood for memes, apollo dies a little inside.
his most recent obsession, for some ungodly reason, has been puttin on the ritz by taco. anytime they do something that needs background music, clay makes it to the speaker before apollo and plays that song, very loudly (even the neighbors have complained), and pulls his best friend into an entire dance number in the process. whatever they were going to do gets procrastinated until the song is over, and clay spends the rest of their time together extremely giddy and happy.
and apollo feels guilty for being so annoyed with him, so today he’s decided to indulge clay just a little and listen to the song with him.
as soon as clay hears the first line of the song he's running out of his room screaming, somehow louder than apollo's usual chords of steel can manage.
"APOLLO!?"
"what? i thought you liked this song," apollo laughs a little, failing to hide his smile.
"i thought you hated this song!"
"i figured what the hell, you always get so happy when you play it."
"because it's a good song, you dork!"
clay rushes over to apollo and grabs him by the hands as the chorus picks up, dragging him along to dance and laugh with him. they get so invested in the song they don't notice when it's over, and one of clay's other favorite meme songs starts, but apollo grabs him phone to pause it once he notices the song's changed.
"oh, pollo, i love you for this. thank you."
"you want me to play it again?"
"absolutely."