Upon finishing her sentence, Lucy Taylor immediately shut the front door.
The grumbles of her and Sunny Lee from within were barely audible, "Looming outside our practice room every day, she's more diligent than a dog."
Followed by a burst of laughter.
Tiffany Lynch stood outside the front door, the smile gradually fading from her face, replaced by a cold glare.
She simply stared at the tightly closed brown wooden door.
She thought they were better than her?
She didn't think so.
*
After two days locked away, Hannah finally emerged that night.
The sudden opening of the door startled the four people waiting outside.
Before they could even ask about the progress of their song, Hannah rushed out.
Her hair was somewhat disheveled, her face looked noticeably paler than before, a sight that tugged at the heartstrings.
