@OfProelium He continued to dance around with the taller Male for a while,
at least until the song is over.
and then he pulled away and ran back up to the stage where he would ask how the night had been,
and then follow up with the last song of the night.
‘sleep in the heat.’
@OfProelium » his eyes ran the room as he brought that mic back to hips lips and he pulled his guitar off his frame.
taking the mic towards the crowd,
Running right over towards the Male he had spotted.
doing that famous move to lean down and wrap arms around Henry as he sang.
@OfProelium » the ravenette did this weekly.
Every Saturday, his band would play on the stage all night while people came and went.
He was much more than just the shy ukulele player, he caught everyone’s eye. Especially people like over aged women.
and Soda was not for that. »
@OfProelium The ringing of ‘Buddy Holly’ swept the room,
sodapop’s lanky body bouncing up and down as he played the old guitar and sung against the old styled mic.
his voice rang through the room,
his voice soft yet loud as he sang, a few voice cracks coming along with him »
@TemptedBliss Here the clatter of doors closing as the teen messed with things in the back of his van,
he spun around to look.
watch her wobble into the library, he followed soon after. Shutting the back of the Van as he hurried after her.
@DulcetAmour looking up from where he played,
curls falling onto pale cheeks he tilted his cranium and continued.
“—my boy, my boy, my boy, don’t love me like he promised.”
He’s playing another song now, fingers tapping against the instrument in hand.
this time it’s ‘my boy’.
”—my boy loves his friends like I love my split ends.”