#hd-open

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ she lies on the tiles of the cold hard dance floor. and she's not crying yet. but she's about one more messup from doing so. how was she ever going to be able to pass her monthly examination? it was just one move that she couldn't get right. and there were likely people who were so much better than her. she *knew* that there were people far better than her. even the people who didn't have the expressions and the complete rhythm down at least could hit every single one of the dance moves. what was she going to do? she had already asked her roommate for help. and it's like she's stuck. not able to completely comprehend this dance to the fullest of her capability. she slams her fist down into the hardwood.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀okay, it was time again. she rolls over onto her knees and quickly drags herself up from her spot on the ground. she stretches for a moment before she walks over to the radio and starts the song from the beginning. 'come on astrid, you have to do this...' she tries her best to hype herself up. going through the choreography is pretty routine. she hits every move. but it's getting closer to the bridge. the part that she struggled with every single time. she just had to get it once and she would be able to live off of that high for months. she locks in like she's never done before... and... "OH MY GOD. OH MY GOOOOD!" she immediately starts jumping around the practice room to celebrate her accomplishments. it wasn't perfect, of course. but she had finally done it!