Ame POV:
I pulled up to Mexico's house and promptly turned off the engine and walked up the steps to her front door. I reached the door and knocked three times. There was a brief pause and then Mexico opened the door looking breathless.
"Hello." She said, closing the door behind her.
"Hey..." We stood there for a second and then we both smiled.
"So... you ready to go?" She asked.
"Yeah." I answered, walking her back towards my car.
We both got in and I started the engine and began the 5 minute drive to Atlantic Street. We didn't really talk and instead enjoyed each other's company.
When we got there, I parked and we headed inside and promptly ordered some coffee and sat down.
"So, what did you do today?" I asked, attempting to start up a conversation.
"Nothing really... I just stayed home and listened to music." She said, "You?"
"I just laid in bed until I had to go to work and then I worked my shift." I answered.
"Okay then... do you wanna do karaoke in a bit?" She asked, starting to get excited.
"I have stage fright and I'm not a very good singer..." I said, seeing Mexico's face drop, "But maybe if you go first, I can get a feel for the environment."
"Okay!" She said, standing up and turning toward the small stage.
"Wait! Right now?" I asked.
"Yeah, of course!" She said, smiling and tilting her head, "Why?"
"Uh... nothing! Just go up there and ask if you can go next." I said.
"Yeah, okay!" She said.
"Good luck!" I said, leaning back in my chair as she ran up to a man.
A few minutes later, she got up on stage and said, "Hi! I'm Mexico and I'm going to sing 'Count on Me' by Bruno Mars." Then she took a deep breath as the instrumental started playing and began to sing.
*more background I guess but yeah.*
