𝓐sk. ⠀ ⠀ ✶ ⠀ ⠀ … ⠀ ⠀ you just want to win because you love it when people tell you how talented you are. ⠀ ⠀ @deardowntown
𝙴𝚇𝚃. ⠀ 𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝙳𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙷𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙰𝙽 𝙺𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙾𝙺𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝚁.
new york’s night life is bustling, ⠀ the friday evening after-work crowd trickling into the city’s largest bars and clubs. ⠀ and MARY JANE WATSON has never missed a friday night on the town ⠀ — ⠀ solo or accompanied ⠀ — ⠀ still, ⠀ she appreciates a switch in routine. ⠀ a new guy ⠀ (or gal ! ) ⠀ to spend the night with, ⠀ a new bar, ⠀ a one-time event. ⠀ drew wasn’t new: ⠀ they’d been out a couple of times prior. ⠀ mj called her up earlier that day, ⠀ praying her calendar was empty. ⠀ [she had decided she really didn’t want to go alone. ⠀ she would’ve, ⠀ if it came down to it, ⠀ but she preferred company. ⠀ someone to get her out of her own head.]
on the side of a building with flickering neon lights that read ⠀ ‘KARAOKE EVERY NIGHT’, ⠀ they spotted a poster: ⠀ KARAOKE COMPETITION TONIGHT @ MIDNIGHT, ⠀ haphazardly taped onto its brick and mortar exterior. ⠀ “ ⠀ do you sing? ⠀ ” ⠀ she asks drew, ⠀ still looking at the poster. ⠀ “ ⠀ i bet you’d do a fab madonna. ⠀ ”
“ ⠀ guilty as charged! ⠀ ” ⠀ she shrugs, ⠀ grinning at the admission. ⠀ (SHE IS TALENTED, ⠀ THOUGH! ⠀ what use is there in denying that?) ⠀ “ ⠀ besides, ⠀ it’s a karaoke competition. ⠀ we have to sign up. ⠀ ”
