#thread ; dancing queen

[rkness]

dancing queen,

@rkjxy

she’s humming the song they’re practicing as she makes her way over to the girl, a small smile on her face. she’s been working harder than ever on her dancing-- willing to showcase that she should have a chance at debut. so of course, she has to involve the claimed queen of dance to her. she approaches the other with a wide grin on her face, eyes twinkling as she wiggles her fingers at the girl in the reflective mirror.

“hey, miss ready to debut,” she teases; there is no malevolent twist to her tongue, more teasing and light-hearted than anything else. she knows that joy deserves it, because she grows more and more talented as days pass by. she gives the girl a small hip bump, shoulders shaking with mirth. “d’ya mind if i practice some moves next to you? been trying to up my dance game, and you were right. the shoes seriously do help.” she moves around the girl is a swaying motion. “dancing queen,  young and sweet~”

[rkness]

dancing queen.

@rktiffxny

when she’s assigned to dancing, of all things-- sic wonders who exactly did she piss off. because really, out of all things-- dancing had to be the one thing she was assigned to, something she couldn’t get out of. why couldn’t it be another singing focus? a writing focus? acting even or rapping-- but no, it had to be dancing. 

sic feels like she’s danced far too much since becoming an official trainee; and maybe she shouldn’t since that’s within the contract, but god-- there’s got to be a limit for the types of evaluations, or at least a change up that doesn’t immediately go back to dancing.

“how do you do this?” she whines, sounding much younger than she should, much more immature. she flops down onto the ground with a grunt, eyes staring up at the ceiling tiredly. she manages to grumble a few more seconds before she pushes herself up to a squatting position, feeling the strain in her legs as the music blares on in the background. tilting her head up, she gives her cousin a tired look. “i’m so sick of dancing. you think i’d get caught if i ran to the vocal workshops for a few minutes? god. i feel like my legs are going to fall right off.”