"Moonshine sounds lovely right now."
"Then it's your lucky day, I'm right here baby."
"No, silly. I want the real stuff, alcohol, absolutely not you."
PSA
I barely know anything about ESC, even though I'm from Europe and has watched ever since I can...
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VALENCIA DE LÉON
Shit-ass early in the morning, that was what it felt like even though the clock was well past noon. The previous night had dragged into the early hours of the morning as we investigated the abandoned building, and when we finally got to bed almost none of us could fall asleep, constantly seeing things in the shadows.
Although Ethan seemed to not have been affected, claiming that his grandma had taught him how to "handle such negative energy", therefore having fallen asleep peacefully while Lydia and I sat locked inside the bathroom of her hotel room with pillows and blankets, lamps on.
I yawn once more and lean back in the chair, listening on the ESC managers as they drone on about more upcoming interviews and the crews that would now be taping our daily life. It was finally starting to become real, more and more preparations coming in order for the competition.
"And remember to please interact with the cameras, be excited and talk about your experience here make the crowd interested, it might just earn you votes later. And don't forget about the PR party tonight!" The male manager ended before wishing us a good day before we started filing out the room, some of us hurrying as if we were to still be in school and in a hurry to leave for next class.
I then had to remind myself that I still was in school and I felt myself groan at the realization of the classes I would have to catch up with next semester.
Overall, I felt like a negative bitch today.
I shrug my coat back onto my white blouse and black corset, for some reason feeling cold even though the weather outside was becoming gradually warmer.
When I had worn the coat to breakfast Lydia had immediately laughed at me, telling me that I looked like Hagrid while Thomas had tried to convince me in worry that I had been possessed by one of the ghosts from the previous night. This had resulted in me lecturing Lydia on why being called Hagrid's minion was a compliment - because he was a sweet man - and threatening to unleash the ghost on Thomas when he started to suggest taking me to an exorcism.
Another yawn escapes my lips as I pour myself a cup of tea in the paper mug, biting my lip as I splash a bit of the hot liquid on my hands.
The last time I had seen the band was at breakfast before they departed for another interview, this time with Nicky Tutorials - an interview I was excited for since I was a fan of her.
"Valencia!" A heavily accented voice calls out and I turn around to be met with Barbara, her wild yet elegant curls bouncing with each of her steps.
"Hi, Barbara." I smile gently, bringing the tea to my lips as I take a sip, ignoring the stinging in my tongue.
"I was just wondering if you were attending the party with anyone, or if you had someone to get ready with?" She asks as she twist the lid of her water bottle.
