A few moments later and Y/N is across the hall, staring at a large home theatre. The plush seats line the room, evenly spread out, but still close enough together as they face the large screen. In fact, some of the recliners are actually couches once she take a closer look. The one at the back even looks more like a bed.
“Anything you could ever want to watch, we have,” Lisa informs her.
Even though Y/N doesn't necessarily see shelves full of movies or anything of the sorts, she believes Lisa. “I’ll keep that in mind.” she replied, somewhat breathlessly as thoughts of watching her favourite movies and series flit through her mind. “Wait, can this connect to YouTube?”
“YouTube, Netflix, you name it,” Rosé said, resting against the edge of one of the chairs with a proud smile tugging at her lips.
“But is there an ad-blocker for YouTube?” Y/N quirks a brow. The last thing she wants is to be watching a video and then get stuck with a bunch of ads, she honestly cannot stand that, it’s annoying as fuck. Besides, she's so used to no ads on her laptop, that half the time when she has the option of watching YouTube videos on a bigger screen, she opt not to, just because of the ads.
“Of course,” Lisa grins. “Anything you can think of, we’ve provided for you, and if not, it takes us nothing to adjust things to your liking.”
“I see.” Y/N hummed, not wanting to admit how impressed she is already.
The thought alone, no matter how minor, makes the both girls smile as they lead her to the next room.
Y/N's brow furrows slightly in confusion. “A dance studio?”
“A few of the rooms are for us, you know.” Rosé chuckles, her arms crossed lazily across her chest as she sees Y/N catch her own gaze in the floor to ceiling mirrors that line the back wall.
“You guys dance?” Y/N turned to look at them, nothing but pure curiosity reflected in her eyes. Little does she know how much such a simple expression means to them.
“Some of us do,” Lisa nods. “Well, more than others.”
“Sana is one of us who really likes to dance,” Rosé adds. “Helps her relax."
“Ah, I see,” Y/N nodded, spearing another piece of fruit on her fork to eat in the next moment. If she's being honest with herself, she's torn. She absolutely love watching people dance. It’s always fascinated her since she was younger, but she doesn’t quite want to go around asking them to dance for her. That would be a little too awkward for her right now, and besides, she don’t quite know if she want to, yet.
Unfortunately for her, these girls cannot seem to leave her thoughts alone.
“If you want to watch us dance, all you need to do is ask.” Lisa hums, flicking the lights off while on her way out of the studio as Y/N follow behind a little meekly.
“I know Sana would be more than happy to perform for you,” Rosé adds, sharing a brief look with Lisa ahead of her. “So would we.”
“I’ll, uh—keep that in mind,” Y/N cleared her throat, averting her gaze somewhat shyly at their offer as she continue on down the hallway.
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