domination

“can i come up on stage and sing it with you? that song is my shit.”

“you can be the guy in it, that’s the only compromise i’m making.”

“Go ahead, you’ll never get a chance like this again.”

“see, that’s the kind of support i need. a true ally.”

“why are you like this?”

“why aren’t you? it’s fun.”

“why do you exist and why are you like this?”

“why do you exist and why’re you being like this? let a gay guy live his dream.”

hyo nodded sagely. “i love my son.”

“is college his next goal? he’s already captured the heart of the nation.”

“just me on a stool, with the rest of heirs standing around me.”

“the queen of all queens. it’s poetic.”

“i’ll hire xifeng to do that for us.”

“sounds full proof - what if she gets distracted by trying to make me vom? then what?”

“prove it. i’m still pretty sure you don’t even like me anymore.”

“and how do you want me to do that? beg for you to make me throw up?”

“so why don’t you?”

“i need to know if i’m gonna get backup dancers.”

“i mean, i was going to sing ‘je suis une pizza’ once we get to france.”

“oh um, oui. je suis barbie fille.”

“i say do it. if you do it onstage without telling anyone, it’s not like they can stop you.’

“i’ll do a barbie girl and toxic mashup, the ultimate ode.”

“i know that you’re joking, but please never say that again.”

“who said i’m joking? get ready bitch.”

“touring as a trainee is a weird experience, not only do i have to keep up with training and such. but i also have to fly all over the place and sometimes perform. it almost feels like i’ve debuted without all the hype surrounding me.”

“but doesn’t that mean when you do debut, the hype’ll be double? seems like a loophole you’re not considering.”