two dancers fight over an empty abandoned coffee shop over who gets it for the night because “i’ve been coming here every week” “um so have i” “well it’s my night” “it’s actually mine” “you’re not supposed to be here” “neither are you”
and they both stay and play their music at the same time. battle of volumes and that’s my space to dance. move over. wrongful spin. i got you. hey you have really pretty eyes. nice try but move.
bonus: they’re both practicing for the same dance competition, just different genres/style. or maybe the same. idk but it can get intense.












