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You put me on fire || Jan. R. (Discontinued)

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"The polish representant for this year's Eurovision will be...Three, two, one...BLANKA" And right there, at that moment, was where Elda's anger became too big to control and the thought of her actions having consequences didn't even cross her mind as she rushed onto the stage. 

"WHAT?? ARE YOU FUCKING WITH US CAUSE NO WAY IN HELL SHE CAN WIN WHEN JAN IS RIGHT THERE." Elda was screaming at the jury's while pointing at Blanka and when she in her fury and brain fog took a second to breath, she didn't even notice the security guards making their way to her from her left, or Jan doing the same from her right. Already being on the stage Jan was the first to reach her and it was when she felt his hand on her arm the fog she had been surrounded by finally lifted and she became aware of her surroundings once again. Although as soon her eyes met Jan's the fog returned and the only thing she could see was his angry eyes with a hint of concern, and that's when her guilt settled and she realized the mistake she had just made. 
I'm making this up to you she thought, I'm getting you too Eurovision Jan.

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