♠ – ❛ HEY LISA , PLAY YOUR HAND ! ( ♠ )
“ Ayo , swag !!! ” without missing a beat , she burst into loud, high pitched cackle which rivalled the younger’s own eruption of mirth. that terrible attempt at being suave or cool had emerged thanks to a momentary lapse in sanity and a sudden rise in confidence; of course, her face now a brilliant shade of crimson was enough evidence to suggest that it was a mistake made in the heat of the moment. Shaking her head and waving her arms, the animated appearance hinting emphasising her flustered demeanour, she repeats a single word several times : “ No , no , no , no , no. ”
Where would she even start? Racking her brain , she’s unable to even take up the correct form — how does one begin a break dancing routine? Arms hanging by her side lamely, lower lip trapped between teeth and a puppy dog look plastered upon her face in a silent plea. Yet , it seems as though the other remains stagnant , unwavering in her suggestion. With a sigh, she pipes up once again. “ Break dancing isn’t my forte, well actually i’ve never even tried it— dancing in general is something I need to improve on. ” Unlike Jiwoo, she didn’t possess a natural smoothness when dancing; though technical and precise, her strength lay in her vocals and even with the years of practice there was something always lacking.
Somehow , Somin is convinced the sympathy vote won’t win the case. Time to change angles. “ Hey....Why don’t you show me how it’s done first? ”












