I Need Your Company, Are You With It, Girl?

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"Morning." Y/n says walking to the front of the stage.

"Good morning." I say.

"How's everything coming along?" Y/n asks.

"Great." I say.

"Have you decided on your songs?" Y/n asks.

"Almost, any song in particular you wanna hear?" I ask.

"Not really but I like that 10:35 song. Chaotic is pretty good too." Y/n says.

"Wait, you actually listen to my music?" I ask.

"Uh, yeah." Y/n says.

"I figured you'd listen to Beethoven or something." I say.

Y/n laughs and I smile.

I like Y/n, she's not half as stuck up as I thought she'd be. She's a literal Princess but it's like she doesn't care.

"What's in the bag?" I ask.

"The finished jerseys." She says, digging through the bag.

She pulls a jersey out and hands it to me.

"Ooh, this is nice." I say unfolding the shirt.

She smiles and nods. I look down and frown.

"They moved that ladder again." I say looking around.

"Right here, I've got you." She says walking closer.

I hop down and she catches me.

"Thank you." I say as she puts me down.

"Of course." She says.

"Um... never mind." Y/n says.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing." Y/n says.

"Tell me." I say.

"I was gonna ask if you wanted to get lunch." Y/n says.

"Just us?" I ask.

"Yeah, us and my 7 foot bodyguard." Y/n says.

I laugh and nod.

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