The long weekend ran out on me and the studio gets me back today. This shirt is doing the absolute minimum before I leave. Talk me into actually buttoning it?
The long weekend ran out on me and the studio gets me back today. This shirt is doing the absolute minimum before I leave. Talk me into actually buttoning it?
The costume finally lost its last argument and I'm not picking it up off the floor tonight. No alarms, no plans, just me and this sofa — come keep me company?
Found my party and the costume is already losing arguments on the rooftop. One drink in and I'm exactly where I said I'd be. Come take the spot next to me before someone else does?
The whole city decided Halloween lands tonight and I'm somehow expected to pick just one party. The horns already made the choice for me, honestly. Tell me where the trouble is?
The city got greedy and booked two perfect shows for the same night, and now I'm standing here holding both tickets like an idiot. My heart is split right down the middle. Which one do I put in my pocket?
My voice checked out somewhere during the encore and my throat is officially on strike until the next show. Rationing whispers and tea like it's my job — come take care of me?
The tickets came through after all, so night one is officially happening and I'm dusting glitter everywhere it doesn't belong. Purple was never my color until this week. Come hold my spot in the crowd?
Studio's closed, Dino's snoring on his cushion, and I've decided tonight belongs to nobody but me. Come knock twice?
Declared a long-bath emergency after the studio ate my whole weekend, and honestly the water won. Towel's still on the hook and I'm in absolutely no rush — want to hand it to me?
Dino turned our walk into a hostage situation and the leash is winning. These shorts were the only clean thing left, I swear. Come negotiate with him?