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Once again, insomnia strikes Lisa. This is the third time this week. Countless times she turned on her bed, but she still can't get into dreamland. Since she can't shut her eyes, might as well play some music.

She grabs her phone from the nightstand and connects it to her black bluetooth speaker. A catchy piano melody starts to fill the room. Lisa stood up and begin to dance the choreo of the song.

Lalisa has been dancing since she learns how to use her legs. Not only dancing, but she's also an amazing rapper too. No, she's not an idol, she's just an ordinary 24 years old choreographer.

Not a surprise when some of her students came up to her and confessed that they have a crush on their pretty barbie teacher. I mean, who wouldn't?

Just like her barbie doll nickname, she looks like a real life doll. Jet black hair that reaches her waist, cute bangs at the front covering her precious forehead, body as curvy as a cursive font, long legs that make her figure look tall.

Lisa is someone that everyone would have a crush on. The straight one would go gay and the gays would go straight for her.

But don't worry, she's currently single and not interested in a relationship in the meantime.

This is not the first time she had insomnia, in fact, every month there will be a few days where she will wake up with eye bags under her pretty doe eyes.

It's the weekend, that's why she doesn't bother to swallow her sleeping pills. Besides, she doesn't want to depend on that drug. So practicing the choreo she created this morning was her way of making her body feel tired.

As the song ended, Lisa plops down on her bed and let her phone play her playlist on shuffle.