
(Source: ninetwocrew)


She gave a light chuckle again, adding a small nod. “Right. Sorry. I’ll make it a mental note.” Morrigan looked back at the girl, a small grin. “What do you usually sing, if I may?”
“Pop or written lyrical songs,” she answered, “We’re still in pre-production right now. Just getting the hang of being accepted or kicked out of the group right now. So far, I’m one of the few they want to keep in.”
“Written lyrical?” Morrigan didn’t really know different types of music. She did enjoy more slower music though. She didn’t like songs where the singing was too fast or loud. “That’s good. Means you have a good shot, right?”
“Ah, that’s right. You’re a dancer, if I remember. Am I wrong?” Morrigan reached up, lightly tapping a finger against her chin.
“No, that would be Aileen. I can sort of dance, but I’m more on the vocal part of the entertainment business,” she corrected.
She gave a light chuckle again, adding a small nod. “Right. Sorry. I’ll make it a mental note.” Morrigan looked back at the girl, a small grin. “What do you usually sing, if I may?”
Morrigan gave a small shrug. She could read messages, but she had to stop to type a reply. “Nothing really. School and new books. What about you? How are the tides rolling in your life?”
Celeste presses her lips together. “Eh, you can say they slightly are depending on what part of my life we’re talking about,” she told the other. “Overall, just good to be sort of health and full of energy. That’s what most entertainment agencies needs.”
“Ah, that’s right. You’re a dancer, if I remember. Am I wrong?” Morrigan reached up, lightly tapping a finger against her chin.
“You have more grace than me then.” Morrigan grinned. “Or perhaps you’ve just gotten use to it? I can walk and read but not really walk and text. If that makes any sense.”
“Well, it’s almost the same time, except a book is bigger than a phone,” the blonde laughed. “So yeah, it does make less.” She smiled at the other. “What’s up with you? Anything new?”
Morrigan gave a small shrug. She could read messages, but she had to stop to type a reply. “Nothing really. School and new books. What about you? How are the tides rolling in your life?”
/walks around campus, texting her manager/
Morrigan gave a light chuckle. “If you’re not careful you might bump into someone.”
She looks up from her phone. “Oh hey, Morrigan,” Cel greeted. “I’ve done it many times, haven’t really bumped into anyone yet.”
“You have more grace than me then.” Morrigan grinned. “Or perhaps you’ve just gotten use to it? I can walk and read but not really walk and text. If that makes any sense.”
/walks around campus, texting her manager/
Morrigan gave a light chuckle. “If you’re not careful you might bump into someone.”

嘘つきのような人々
people like liars
人々はそれらを愛しているので、
because people love those
人は、彼らが聞きたいことを伝える
who tell them what they want to hear
Morrigan walked towards the library on school campus. The moon was up by now and there was a slight chill in the air. Still, she swung by the cafe, probably out of habit by this point.