*Y/N pov*
Tonight I was nervous, possibly more nervous than when I'm presenting a song I've written for an artist. Wondering if it will be a hit or will it flop and I get the blame.
Guess I am a classed as a celeb, but in the shadow of the spotlight, I've met a fair few musical artists in my time as a song writer and producer. Twice, stray kids, Somi just to name a few.
Right now I'm waiting backstage in the green room of a variety show, basically it's Blind dates, but celebrity version. Why did I sign up for this again? I don't want to embarass myself. Although I need to get back in the dating scene, why not do it on national TV. Good job Y/N.
*Knock knock*
"Come in." I shouted.
An employee from the TV station poked his head in the gap of the door. "We are ready for you to come out onto the stage." He said politely.
I took a deep breath, standing up, one last look in the mirror and patted down my clothes. I thought I look pretty good. I wanted to look presentable and attractive but not over board like I was trying to hard.
I had on some skinny fitted black leather trousers with chunky style boot high heels. On my top half, a long sleeve semi see through patterned cropped blouse unbuttoned at the top, so my silver necklace with a small charm could be seen. My hair was down in natural waves and a natural looking make up.
Walking out of the room and heading to the stage, I began to hear the audience cheering and the host saying a few words. Almost time for me to be introduced, my palms were getting sweaty, butterflies made themself known in my gut. Is it to late to back out?
Slightly faded out but I could still hear quite clearly what the TV show host was saying "Our next guest.....is a wild sought after young song writer...... who works behind the scenes. You may know their name but not their face."
He was dragging out his words trying to build excitement, knew exactly how to engage the audience."They have wrote many hits, which alot of you may know. Please welcome out our next guest!" The host said dramatically.
The audience started clapping loudly as I walked out, bowing and waving to everyone, and when I turned towards the host I knew I had recognised his voice. None other than BamBam, a semi familiar face having crossed paths a few times made me a bit more comfortable. Taking it all in, the set up was brightly coloured with a singular stool and next to it looked like 3 partitions.
The audience could see who my potential dates were but I couldn't. Hence the name Blind dates. I placed myself on the stool as the spotlights beamed down on us, feeling the slight heat radiating from them. "Now that the three dates have removed their noise cancelling headphones, I can't mention your name for obvious reasons as your 'dates' may know who your are or may even have met you. You will ask a series of questions to each date, they may potentially also ask you a question." Bambam explained handing me a mic, I was fairly familiar with the show. God I hope I have some good choices.
"OK, here I go." The audience grew quiet waiting for my first question, keeping it simple to start. "To each date, what is your occupation?"
Date 1: "I'm an actress."
Date 2: "I am currently an idol."
Date 3: "I act in K-dramas."
Judging by the voices two female and one male. "It's only the first question, but number two's voice was cute." I said casually. The audience 'ooooed' at my statement. I need to relax though. "Alright, next question. What are you best known for? For example a skill or something along those lines. Also if I might add, I think its only fair I ask the same questions to all my potential dates and not person specific. I feel I get a better idea that way."
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