[ sharpay & jae-ha, monday ]

[alttitude]

[There are worse people to share rooms with.

For some reason he sincerely believes that. All that said, he's looking it over and then immediately offering - ]

I can find somewhere else to change in, just let me know when you need the room to yourself, lovely miss. The bed is yours, of course.

Though - may I have just one pillow?

[he's too easily subservient to this i hate it]

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[wantsitall]

[What a good dragon. Sharpay doesn't even have to explain why she deserves everything, Jae-Ha's just giving it to her and that's enough for her. She's sitting primly and properly on the bed, legs crossed with one knee over the other and her hands folded in her lap. She's looking around the room and while it's not entirely to her taste, it'll do. Red is a power color and she's always looked good in gold.

She's on the bed and she turns, stretching back before she pulls up a singular pillow. On the other hand...there's...a smile? Or something like it. She's genuinely just pleased with herself.]

There are bathrooms. While they're not exactly lavish they'll do. [This is apparently Sharpay's version of being nice instead of telling him that figuring out where to change is his problem.] You're not keeping the onesie though, are you?

[alttitude]

An excellent suggestion.

[sure, he'll take it. but regardless he's totally accepting this level of niceness? he prefers women who will stomp him into the ground. it works out a little too well.]

But ah - probably not. It's not exactly my color...

[he's not the pink dragon...]

I could probably repurpose the fabric for something if you need?

[wantsitall]

What do you know about monograms? [That's a less serious suggestion because ew, who wants a monogram made of a onesie, but at the same time she considers him carefully.] Do you know how to sew?

[alttitude]

I do.

[he has like a thousand useless skills to impress women]

Shall I make something especially for you, Your Highness?

[i want to die]

[wantsitall]

If you'd like. [She waves her hand a bit.] Impress me.

[But at the same time, she pauses before she offers a little bit of information.] Our personal tailor usually does a decent job with customizations. It's almost a shame more people don't have those kind of skills here.

[alttitude]

Ah? Am I truly speaking to an heiress then? You did have that type of air about you.

[wantsitall]

[Well, how tf is he going to know otherwise.]

Sharpay Evans, heir to the Evans line by virtue of being older than my brother by five minutes. [Because she probably shoved Ryan out of the way while their mom was in labor.] Our family business is worldwide.

[alttitude]

Oh, worldwide? Amazing!

[look he's never traveled out of the country and he's from old timey fantasy korea]

You truly have the path for greatness ahead of you.

[wantsitall]

You're so sweet! But I know. [An endearing smile...] I'm going to be on Broadway soon. Performing every night, my name in lights...everything. I was born to be on stage.

[alttitude]

You have the face, ambition, and charm meant for a star. I whole-heartedly believe that you could do it.

[and then sharpay had +1 fan]

[wantsitall]

[The smile disappears though and it's replaced by an annoyed little look.]

We have to get out of here first. Didn't you hear them? We're stuck in the middle of someone else's useless problem. Any ideas?

[alttitude]

- well to begin, your safety should be at the forefront of your mind. A lady shouldn't get involved with things like this.

I'm still looking for more answers... I'll let you know if I find anything, but for now you shouldn't go looking for trouble.

[wantsitall]

[Wait wait wait.]

Aren't you worried about yourself? We're all in this together.

[alttitude]

[cue dance sequence

jk!]

Ah - we are, but I've been given the impression that I'm at least a fair amount more used to dangerous situations than some others here.

But your worry warms my heart. ♥ I promise I won't let anything happen to me - it'd be a crime to upset you, after all.

[wantsitall]

Not only that, but if you go I go, and I would rather that happen to neither of us. It's not fair, Jae-Ha. [It's! Not! Fair!] Promise me you'll actually listen to the curfew on Thursday?