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I just had my exam and i'm fucked probably...

-Louy

Para 600 words. — Danny does improv with an audience participant

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For the record, Danny still hated improv. It was embarrassing, even though he knew that was the point of it. No matter how many times people told him to losen up, he just couldn’t do it. Too worried about people saying something mean or thinking he wasn’t funny (because he wasn’t) or that he would do something that would get him in trouble with...someone. You would think that after doing it pretty consistently for a year, it would have gotten better or maybe he would start having more fun. That would be too easy, though, wouldn’t it? 

But no, it did not get better the more shows that he was in. The only reason he was still here was because he did not want to tell everyone that he did not want to be in them anymore. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the people, because he totally did. They were great! Really nice, actually. Especially to Danny, considering he sucked. Which meant that he didn’t want to let them down by leaving. That would hurt their feelings probably and hurting people’s feelings made Danny want to break out into hives.

Getting on stage also made Danny want to break out into hives, but he had not broken out into hives yet, so he was going to consider that a win and take that over disappointing people. Though, he wasn’t sure how he hadn’t been kicked out of the improv group yet, if he was being perfectly honest. He wasn’t good at it. In fact, he was actively bad at it. Though, for some reason. people loved that. He got more laughs when he was just saying the first thing that came to his mind than anything else. And, yeah, okay--sometimes it was kind of fun and funny and Danny did like to make people happy and make them laugh. 

So, he stood up on the little black box stage, like he did every other Friday night at 11:00PM (yeah, the improv shows were usually late and people would come to them from parties where they were already drunk and ready to laugh, which was nice (though, it could also be annoying.)) Tonight, the crowd had been pretty great. That always made or broke an improv show, Danny had learned over the last year. The rowdy crowd made the game they were going to play much more fun though. At least if everyone in the crowd was being stupid, you also felt more okay being stupid. 

“Alright, alright!” called Tim, getting the crowd to quiet down after the last sketch. “This is a game called “ding dong!” how it works is someone tells us about their day--and then, for every part of it we get right, you say “ding!” and if we get it wrong you get to shout “DONG!” at us, we have to keep trying to get it right until you give us a “ding” and we can move on, sound good?”

Everyone cheered.

“Tuna Fish is gonna be picking an audience member tonight for us!” 

Ah, shit. That was him. 

Danny stepped forward, squinting out into the crowd. During improv, they usually kept the lights on so they could see everyone for things like this. He saw his sister and Wendy sitting in one of the back rows and immediately moved on from them. He liked to pretend they didn’t exist during these things.  

He made eye contact with a guy he was pretty sure lived on his floor with curly black hair. “Er, you? Yeah. You!” Danny tried to put more energy into his pick. “What, uh, was your day like today?” 

Sorry for not being active, currently doing my finals :"

-louy

YOU HAVE TO LEVEL UP ALL YOUR CHARACTERS FOR THIS MINI GAME I'M GOING TO CRYYY

This is on 6-66 btw...

-louy

W. Wh.

-Louy

You would be his jungle gym.

-Louy