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Y/N anxiously watched as each act flew by. Daniel had been in his own situation (something about hot chick?) and her classmates/friends/??? were in the crowd itself. This left Y/N to reflect.
To be honest, Y/N hadn't been practicing her lines as she had promised. In fact, she didn't know how to even begin. Whatever happens was honest pure luck.
Vin Jin wiped his sweat and passed Y/N eyeing her up and down.
"You're gonna dance for me, Y/N?" He asked cockily.
"Die." You replied instinctively playing with your accessories. He chuckled now expecting such fiesty responses.
"If you're too much of a pussy to do it, drop out," He replied going on his phone, "Realistically, you aren't made for stuff like this. Neither is your pretty boy."
You glared imagining yourself choke slamming him on the ground and tearing off those stupid glasses. However, you couldn't knowing you'd be disqualified if you fought. Plus, he was just talking anyways.
"If not us, they'll put you & your friend in the booth," You began, "We got enough 'Show Me The Money' rapping wannabes already, don't you think?"
"Tcht!" Vin Jin said gripping his towel. You spotted Duke and Daniel from afar adjusting their clothing.
"Just havin' fun, Vin." You said, patting his shoulder and joining your trio.
"Woah, Duke! Looking fly!" You complimented seeing his new persona come to life in this small event.
Duke wore a mid-long black shirt with a silver chain around his neck along. To accessorize, he wore a hat he snagged a few days before and rings.
Duke looked fly and he knew it, he didn't grind for ugly clothing on this day.
"Thanks," Duke said flustered by the compliment, "Listen, I want you guys to be natural singers."
"Got it!" Daniel said adjusting his hat once more.
