JUDE
My theory is proved correct when we watch the second one, and this time, we aren't as scared, just the normal nerves. We are livelier, beginning to be a little playful even with the fans and the performance itself. We start moving around the stage, pushing our boxes just a little out.
"Am I the only one seeing how in contrast this is to the first one?" Rex asks, as he leans forward, eyes on the screen.
"No," rin smiles. "We are starting to flap here. The baby birds are learning to grow, a step at a time."
The third one, we are not as tense, Andre is still puking, but I think he isn't as bad, which makes me rub us back as I look at him pitifully.
He leans into my side, and I feel Miko shuffling behind me before he reclaims his piton behind me by wrapping his arms around my neck, inadvertently pushing Andre out of my hold as he leans on me, chin on top of my head.
