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writetomyheart2013-01-26 10:12 pm
dreamweavernyx) wrote in writetomyheart2013-01-26 10:12 pm
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[Team 2] Dear
haha still feeling uninspired, but i feel pretty bad if i skip two turns in a row xD alskfjlkj riiiin why's your last word so hard HAHA
warning: might be ooc. might be. ):
Laughed it off again today.
Everybody's talking about it, Nakajima and Kikuchi and the three kids debuting. How they've beaten the seniors, how Kisumai have been beaten to the finish again by yet another group of younger idols.
I know they didn't mean it so I laughed along, but it still hurts that we've been overlooked. Laughing outside, crying inside.
I talked to Tanaka-senpai the other day about whether I should quit the agency. He said to hold on, but I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on for-
"Taipi, hurry up! Nobody, not even you, should be taking more than 10 minutes to style their hair!"
Fujigaya jerks, startled, and hurriedly shoves the book he was writing in deep into his gym bag, burying it as deep as he buries his negative thoughts. Getting up, he grabs his sparkly costume jacket (with sequins already beginning to fall off) and heads to where Kitayama is waiting outside, tapping his foot impatiently.
"We've been waiting for you," Kitayama smiles, patting Fujigaya's shoulder and prodding his hair, magnificently gelled into his signature lion's mane style. "What have you been doing, drowning yourself in hair gel and angst?"
Fujigaya pushes away the last memories of the book hidden in his gym bag.
"Nah," he says. "It's nothing."
warning: might be ooc. might be. ):
Laughed it off again today.
Everybody's talking about it, Nakajima and Kikuchi and the three kids debuting. How they've beaten the seniors, how Kisumai have been beaten to the finish again by yet another group of younger idols.
I know they didn't mean it so I laughed along, but it still hurts that we've been overlooked. Laughing outside, crying inside.
I talked to Tanaka-senpai the other day about whether I should quit the agency. He said to hold on, but I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on for-
"Taipi, hurry up! Nobody, not even you, should be taking more than 10 minutes to style their hair!"
Fujigaya jerks, startled, and hurriedly shoves the book he was writing in deep into his gym bag, burying it as deep as he buries his negative thoughts. Getting up, he grabs his sparkly costume jacket (with sequins already beginning to fall off) and heads to where Kitayama is waiting outside, tapping his foot impatiently.
"We've been waiting for you," Kitayama smiles, patting Fujigaya's shoulder and prodding his hair, magnificently gelled into his signature lion's mane style. "What have you been doing, drowning yourself in hair gel and angst?"
Fujigaya pushes away the last memories of the book hidden in his gym bag.
"Nah," he says. "It's nothing."
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