Stay
•Verb•
"Remaining in the same place."
"(Stay gold) Even in your dreams,
(Stay gold) I'll find you,
(Stay gold, gold) I want to touch you,
(Stay gold) Your entire being,
(Stay gold) Enthralls me.
(Stay gold) I want you as mine.
Forever, forever...
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"EXUSE ME, MA'AM?"
After an hour of being in awe of her soulmates talent, the dark-skinned teenager felt like she was going to faint. Everything about the seven males she watched from afar had her astonished. Comment vont-elles mes âmes sœurs? She wondered as they owned the stage under their feet. It didn't take long for her to join in with the crowd clapping and cheering for them, she didn't know any of the songs, but she enjoyed the sound of them. At first she was hesitant to do anything, but eventually she gave in to her heart joining the crowd.
Surprised, she froze mid-shout. Looking to the side, she made eye contact with a tall african american male who raised his eyebrows. "Are you Gisèlle?"
"Depends on who's asking." Gisèlle snapped over the booming music and screams of those around her.
"My names Tony, I'm friends with BTS." He explained leaning closer for her to hear. "Namjoon requested for me to come find and escort you backstage."
Smacking her lips in thought, Gisèlle looked at him suspiciously. "How do I know you aren't lying? You could be a creep for all I know." She accused folding her arms. Tony grinned amusingly at her sassy behavior.
