Anxious💬💬💬

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I've been a dancer all my damn life and I have never. The screaming and chaos and weird affectionate yapping that goes on in the Stray Kids practice room, is wild.

Dammit. 

Let me show you where it all started. 

Jinni🍆🦙

Y/N-ahhhhhh

Jinni🍆🦙

I need your help with something

You

What's wrong?

Jinni🍆🦙

So one of our background dancers broke their leg likeeee... that thang won't be thanging for a long time... so can you fill in? It's purely off recommendation and the boys need to see you slay the night away BUT pleaseeee! You get paid forty an hour and when you go on tour you get paid 3000 a night.

YOu

WhAt! How many shows are ya'll doin😰

Jinni🍆🦙

Like twelve

Jinni🍆🦙

So you'll make like 36,000 dollars or sum like that

You

FUCKING WHAT?! FOR DANCING!!!! HYUNJIN YEAH I'LL FUCKING FILL IN!🤩

Jinni🍆🦙

OH MY GOD THANK YOU! I'll buy you dinner!👹👹

You

Oh my gawd stawppppp!🤪💅

Jinni🍆🦙

Neverrrrr! Okay come in tomorrow at like 3pm not AM like you did last time dumbass💀

YOu

Stfu😐

 I was in my room, staring at the ceiling like I wasn't given the craziest opportunity anyone could ever seek. Next thing you know I'll be creating the choreo for StrayKids. 

I mean, I couldn't believe it. At the time, I was a runaway, trying to find a place in this world. 

I love Hyunjin with my whole heart for even bringing up this opportunity. 

Living here was scary because I don't have any friends, I'm naturally apprehensive and hate being social. 

So getting a job is hard to find around here. I had been complaining to Hyunjin about it for a while now. 

I put on some clothes and took a taxi to the building. 

He said he'd meet me at the front so they'd let me in. When I got there, Hyunjin had kept his promise. 

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