[Hokuto had planned on practicing for the talent show, she had finally narrowed her choices down to two or three songs. Though one of them was a bit slower and sad for her taste, but someone had recommended it.
That she knew of the club was the only place that had a microphone and everything for singing, so she had stopped by in the morning hoping that it would be too early for anyone that would be drinking. Though apparently she was wrong. Walking over to the stage she stood over Cross, squatting down and wrapping her arms around her knees.]
Hey, why are you sleeping up here? Don't tell me you drank so much you actually passed out up here.