Captive

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Tonight is the night. I am here at my bunk staring at myself through this oval-shaped mirror, thinking about whether I should go out there or just stay right here inside the bus. It's not like I really need to go out there, right? I sighed, placing the mirror on the futon. I'm still not over the fact that these boys are wary of me. But then, it'd be a surprise if they aren't. I mean, they don't know anything about me at all, plus I'm a fan. Having a fan with you inside of your tour bus, it is normal for them to feel that way. I understand but.. it still depresses me.  "Lorien!" I straightened my back when I heard my name being called by somebody. Letting out an air from my mouth, I immediately hopped out of my bunk then dusted off my clothes as well as brushing my hair with my fingers. 

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