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One, two, three… 

Jyn is terrible at Salsa. Cassian teaches dance for a living. Bodhi ships it.

(AKA: the Salsa AU that I am 100% going to regret posting but #yolo). 

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Chapter 1 

If she’d had her way, Jyn would be at home wrapped up in a
blanket burrito with tea and three seasons of Victoria.

As it was, her feet were involuntarily tapping to the beat of
the music that she couldn’t understand, too hot and too tired to even try and
stop it. The Muddy Farmer was always a pulsing mass on a Friday night, a wave
of heat that managed to sit low over the dance floor even if it was blowing a
gale outside. She still didn’t understand why an Irish pub hosted a Latin dance
night of all things, but there were stranger things in the world, she supposed.

“Come onnnnn,” Bodhi had practically whined earlier that
evening, attempting to forcibly unroll her from her blanket burrito. “I need a
partner to dance with!”

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