I said before how I thought it was a great night and it wasn't. The night wasn't the problem, the problem was the morning after.
I was woken (shaken to death) by Isa, telling me to wake the fuck up.
"What now?"
"You gotta see this" She began reading "German representative on Eurovision caught vomiting of the Malarbron bridge in the late night hours. And the rest is just them yapping how disrispectful you are to their culture. Someone in the comments called you the 'red head bridger'" She began laughing, but I hit her with one of those hard pillows in one swift move
"They're all just fat ass bitches, who sit in in their underwear, eating doritos who think they can ruin other people's lives because they know their own sucks"
"Girllllll, chill it's just a comment"
"It's not just a comment Isa. It could both my placement on ESC and my future carier" I sat up
"Well when you put it like that..."
"That's what I thought"
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Later that day, I was in a store in Malmo, buying something nice for the first pre-party, because "I can't go to a pre-party in sweatpants" according to Isa, when I saw a weird looking man in a blue suit with GIANT shoulders.
"Isa, come here. Look" I pointed a finger in the direction of the funny looking man "What the fu-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence when Isa ran out of the store with repeating "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god"'s
She took a picture and talked with him about something I couldn't understand.
When she came back inside she started squeaking "I took a picture with fucking J-" "No yelling" Ironically yelled the worker.
"Let's just get out of here. There's not any good options anyways"
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I ended up going to the pre-party in a dress Isa gave me that I wasn't very satisfied with because of a fact I couldn't barely breath in it, and not even to mention singing.
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When I walked in, I expected everyone staring/pointing at me. Not because I was so famous in the ESC circle, but because of the 'red head bridger' incident. Suprisingly, no one even noticed me (thank god).
The night was going pretty calm, everything was going pretty fine. Until "Gangam Style" started playing. Everyone jumped up and started dancing, and because I didn't just wanna sit there and look weird, I jumped up with everybody else.
I felt my drink spilling out of the glass, but I didn't think much of it until I heard someone say "Fuck"
I turned around to see the same weird man in a blue suit, Isa took the picture with today.
"Shit, I'm so sorry" I said
"It's fine, I don't think anyone will notice" He smiled
"That doesn't matter, because you're gonna have to perform in it other nights too" I looked up from the stain to his face "Unless you aren't performing..."
"Oh no, I don't, I just like dressing up in giant stuff with even more giant shoulders" He laughed
"Oh, right I'm stupid" I chuckled
He started saying something about how it's fine and how he has other copies of suits too, but I wasn't listening because I was more focused on his face. I guess I didn't spot it earlier, but I gotta say that man is HOT. Like my mother Tay Tay said, "You're so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face" exept he was more than gorgeous. He was stunning. He was one of those people you could look at for hours and never get bored.
I guess he spoted me staring, so he said "I would love to continue this talking-staring thing with you, but I need to go perform. See ya"
"Uhh yeah, see you" I said slightly embarrased.
He got on stage and said "Hallo! As you know my name is Joost..."
I didn't even bother listening anymore. You gotta ne fucking kidding me. HE'S Joost Klein?!
(Authors note: Hi! :) Sorry I couldn't update earlier, I had a lot of hw and my granpa died, so I didn't really have energy to focus on this... Anyways I hope u liked the chapter and that u have an amazing day today! Bye!)
