grunge

“my ass is so real, thank you.”

“honey, there ain’t nothing real about you.”

“I packed…. the same hat. I think thats the only thing anyone expected me to bring besides just normal clothes.”

“You’re LMG. I don’t have to worry about what you’re wearing. Thank god.”

“sounds fake.”

“like your ass?”

“you’re no fun.”

“fuck you i’m so fun.”

“not my fault you’re dumb.”

“respect your elders bitch.”

“jeez, touche.”

“i really got you there.”

“It’s a little late to back out now, isn’t it?”

“i really think it is. i’m sorry.”

“do you think it’s delusional of me to wish it’d last forever? I honestly haven’t put any thought into a career post the idol life.”

“you can wish whatever you’d like. and i’m sure if you wanted you could find opportunities beyond. i just doubt your group will last forever.”

“i could always just dance behind it if i really wanted to, but it’d be more of a slide to the left slide to the right type of deal. is that kinda what you meant?”

“Sure. if that’s what you want me to have meant.”

“definitely, i’m still learning and getting comfortable but it’s been great so far.”

“it’ll only get better from here.”

“is it at least a comfortable king sized bed? or is it more of a cot type of situation?”

“depends on the day. right now, it feels like a sleeping bag on concrete.”

“will do.”

“good boy.”

“do you think i could help?”

“no, sweetie, it’s fine. you’ve got your own schedule.”

“they’re called the big three for a reason. they full as hell.”

“thank you for that astute observation.”

“you’re just finding this now?”

“unfortunately. it could have saved me a lot of grief.”