Laura had only crawled about two steps toward the end of the stage when a pair of familiar scents stopped her in her tracks. She didn't even have to look around the dimly lit crowd. Her nose was telling her that Logan and Karr were here.
Holy fucking shit. She couldn't let them see her like this. No one at the Haven knew where she worked, especially not Logan and Karr.
Instead of following the rest of the choreography, she sat down on the stage, immediately turning her back to the crowd and facing Lotte. At that moment, Laura wished her friend could read her mind. All she could do was stare at her in fear. A voice inside her head was screaming at her to run off this stage, but she knew she couldn't. It would attract too much attention. Instead, she took a deep breath and kept her back to the audience, opting to finish the rest of the number this way. Hopefully Lotte would get that something was wrong from the look on her face and help her improvise.