Bab 421: Prestigious

Demyan 

"Your on in ten, Demyan," the theatre coordinator popped his head into the makeup room as a team got me ready before I went on stage. 

"Are there lots of people?" I looked at him. 

He quickly shook his head, "Barely anyone if i think about it."

I frowned but nodded. It would not be the first time I had to perform for a handful of people or just a simple couple. The dance was fifteen minutes long, probably one of the most demanding solos I ever performed. It normally helped when it was a production because I would get a break in between but since I was booked alone I knew it was going to take a lot of me to pull through.