#// idk if it’s on the playlist—but Lorde’s Royals helped me write this

[grellsaw]

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐙𝐀 — 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑴𝑾𝑬𝑨𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑺𝑻 !

𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 '𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 as she enters on stage. this is her big moment. the catwalk belongs to none other than the red reaper. and she knows it. confidence articulates in the way she struts forth, hand-to-hip. long seas of red hairs cloak the entirety of her back, and slim tufts drape over supple, straightened shoulders, matching her crimson ensemble.

every rose print kissed her body, skirt tied in a taut knot ‘pon ride side of her small waistline. straw hat’s shaded veil soon discarded, lofted, and waved to the crowd as she emerges from the back room.

smooth and calculated is her gait, timing pace with the contest’s musical rhythm. each step in accordance to the note; every forward heel meets her back toe. hips straight with every controlled oscillation of her arms, gently swaying to compliment her lissome figure.

Every fiber of her core radiates confidence. she seemed to bear natural talent for presentation on stage. She owns it. She knows how to appeal to her audience. Every touch of her lips grazing fingertips blows a kiss to anyone and everyone lingering their gaze upon her, purposefully seducing them; a mischievous wink follows suit. From up here, a heightened sense of satisfaction flits her small grin.

heels gradually fades into the silent ambience as footsteps slow to a halt near the catwalk’s precipice. she intends to capture their attention with this particular finale— performing her signature pose.

hand lofts, index finger, pinkie and thumb strikes outward, a common hand sign meaning “ I love you ”; arm acutely angles to level her hand sign close to her cheek, and her weight shifts from one side to the other, slightly leaning her upper torso forward. tongue lolling out and curling over her upper lip.

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