"Take a left step."
Raven said, guiding Mikael. A gentle voice that helped him step by step, making sure to reduce his mistakes as much as possible.
"Not there."
She added. Fixing his position, his movements and his flow.
"Be gentle."
She guided him once more. As he misstepped sometimes, sometimes danced on her foot, and sometimes clicked her knee with his. She closed her eyes for a brief moment before trying to find another way to improve.
"Didn't I say not to take a left step?"
She spoke, annoyance creeping into her voice as she repeated the same thing for the 30th time, yet the improvement, which should have come at the very beginning, was not within miles of her vision.
"Mr. Anothony…"
Finally, she took a deep breath.
"Can you just follow my rhythm?"
She asked once. Politely. Continued two more steps, and he messed up again.
"Can you fucking follow my rhythm?"
She asked again. Not so politely this time.
Raven was exhausted.
