You walk into a dark room, as the spotlights flicker on to reveal a figure you’ve never seen before. One arm raised up, both legs crossed by the ankle. She seems to be putting on a show, a nasty, old radio producing low quality music.

She hums along, her eyes closed as she ignores the person in front of her stage.

“step, step, Oh fuck!” She, like a true cliche, trips off the stage and falls into your arms. She immediately picks herself back up and looks down at you. “Oh, what a… nice surprise.” She mumbles. Sitting on her stage and looking down at you. Her legs sway in their crossed position, expecting something of you…