D. Wickett
D. is 20 years old.
D. is located in London at Main Street 35.
D. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
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8.
"Dakota!" Marcus's voice cut through the track. The music stopped and she froze mid-step, panting. "You're ahead of the beat again." Fuck. He was truly pissing her off today. She turned towards him, still catching her breath and threw him a look that was half smirk, half challenge. "Maybe the beat's behind me."
A groan rippled through the room, someone muttered "here we go," but she completely ignored it. She could be a real pain in the ass when she wanted, and also quite arrogant. But that only came with a certain dose of friendly smiles and flirty winks. Marcus pinched the bridge of his nose, impatiently. "This isn't your choreography. You can't just do whatever you feel like."
"Why not? Isn't that what dancing's about?" She shot back, tossing her sweaty hair out of her face.
"It's about discipline, Dakota," he said in a much tighter tone, "not just you showing off."
Showing off? She wasn't showing off, was she? Attention. That's what she needed. Eyes on her. People adoring her. Being the centre of the everything. Feeling special.
She let out a sharp laugh, grabbing her water bottle and taking a long sip before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Sorry, didn't realize I had to hold back to make everyone else look good." The room went still. Marcus opened his mouth to retort, but then he stopped. Something was up. He could see it. "What's going on with you?"
The question hit harder than she expected and for a second her shield of confidence cracked. Wasn't that supposed to be her escape? Her safe place? The one where she could forget everything and everyone? Apparently not anymore. Such a bummer.
"Nothing," she snapped, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "I'm done for today."
Fuck that. Fuck Marcus. Fuck the studio.
She just needed to get wasted at another party.
Posted 1/28/2025, 1:00 PM
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