Zie

 

I slowly climbed on the stage, the people around who were also busy with what they were doing did not care about what I'm doing. Confusion registers on the disc jockey’s face when he saw me walking towards him, I stare at him in the eyes, hypnotizing him. He swallowed hard as his hands continued to roll around on the large CDs in front of him.

 

"What do you need? Guest isn't allowed here on stage." The disc jockey's said almost whispering.

 

Instead of responding I just touched my polo shirt, I bit my lip as I slowly unbuttoned my polo shirt.

 

His eyebrows rose but he still couldn't...