waddle, waddle,

jazz was holding her again.

her room was so quiet, but the whisper gets bigger and louder.

some old man laughing and every person in the room chatting casually.

she love it so much, it made her so happier.

all the pain that hanging around her back slowly fades away.

the pain stabbing her chest, but she’s smiling.

“At least, i have you guys” she said.

every person in that room smiles and chatting again.

and she starts dancing again with her jazz.