Post by Corrin Cobain on May 29, 2010 22:58:30 GMT
12:05 PM, Audition Hall
Five minutes after he has supposed to arrive for his audition, Corrin strolls down the corridor toward the audition hall. He is wearing an unbuttoned, neon pink shirt over his standard pink and black wrestling gear. As always, his face is covered in his favourite pair of black and pink shades and he is listening t one of his own songs on a pair of headphones. As he reaches the door to the entrance hall, he doesn't even slow up and simply sticks his arm out to push open the swing door.
After seeing the disapproving look on his trainer's face, he reluctantly takes the shirt off and throws it down beside him then tosses the shades and headphones on top of it.
"Sorry I'm late." He says with very little conviction in his words before adding the word "sir" as an afterthought.
"So. What's this audition all about? Was I 'spose to learn some lines or sumin?"
TBC
