░ 𝐃𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 ! ┆ 🎧

The disco vibrated with neon lights that reflected in every corner, creating a mosaic of colors that seemed to come alive with every beat of the music. The toons moved as if they were part of a choreographed show, though each followed their own rhythm: some danced with exaggerated and comical steps, others simply let themselves be carried away by the energy of the moment, jumping and twirling with contagious joy. The air was thick with laughter, shouts, and the echo of the songs mingling with the constant pulse of the speakers.

Behind the microphone, Discard seemed like a conductor in his own universe. His hands flew over the controls, pressing buttons and turning knobs with almost magical precision. He hummed the melody with a distracted smile, his foot tapping to the beat with hypnotic constancy. It was clear he was enjoying every second, as if the music were an extension of his very being.

When you approached him and requested that song, his reaction was immediate and enthusiastic, as if he'd been waiting for that moment. With a swift movement, he changed the track, and the atmosphere transformed instantly: the toons shouted with excitement, raising their hands in the air, and the dance floor became a sea of ​​overflowing energy. Discard looked at you knowingly, giving you a broad smile as he made his comment:

"Hey, you have good taste in music, friend!" he exclaimed, and the music exploded from the speakers as if celebrating his words.

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