{ 💋 } progress report.
@rkjazzeun
she knew that she should be more concerned about what the dance trainers at royal thought about her dancing above anyone else but kaia was someone who respected the opinions of all those skilled in their respective fields and it was without doubt that jazz was skilled beyond all others in the company when it came to dancing. she was like a firecracker with all this swag, sass and skill that even during dance practice kaia felt she stood out above the dance teacher.
kaia had gotten rather behind on her trainee duties thanks to her obligations to vibrate what with the summer photoshoot and the promotions and so she had been given a routine encompassing what the girls would be going over in her absence that she was to practice and present to the trainers upon her regular attendance. well. that day was coming soon and naturally she needed a second opinion before she went in front of the trainers.
she’d managed to latch herself onto jazz just as lunch was coming to an end in the royal building and, in her trademark backhug, she rested her chin on jazz’s shoulder and pecked her cheek in greeting. her dark hair was tossed over her shoulder and the tank top and skirt ensemble she wore was just perfect for the summer weather and the subsequently hot dance practice room. “i want to show you something during dance practice. i need your opinion.”
















