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10000netherworlds2022-02-08 09:02 pm
milkmycattle) wrote in 10000netherworlds2022-02-08 09:02 pm
Tugging on my guitar strings
[There's no place like the stage!
With the spotlight on him, the crowd cheering, and he feels the music to his very core, it sets his soul aflame. He wished he could do something like this for the rest of his life, but that's not practical. At least, his parents didn't think it was practical to be a musician. So he enrolled in college to make them happy, and though his major is something he knowledgeable of, it doesn't quite inspire him. If only he could tour around the country, do as many shows as he could in order to land a record deal, he'll be set!
Though all that matters is giving a great performance now. Crow loses himself to the music, singing his heart out and strumming his guitar with fervor. Even when he leaves the stage, he's still brimming from all the energy. So much that he's not even watching where he's going, trying to get to the bar. When he bumps into someone. He halts, a hand reaching out to catch the other person he knocks into.]
My bad! I didn't see you there! You're not hurt, right?
With the spotlight on him, the crowd cheering, and he feels the music to his very core, it sets his soul aflame. He wished he could do something like this for the rest of his life, but that's not practical. At least, his parents didn't think it was practical to be a musician. So he enrolled in college to make them happy, and though his major is something he knowledgeable of, it doesn't quite inspire him. If only he could tour around the country, do as many shows as he could in order to land a record deal, he'll be set!
Though all that matters is giving a great performance now. Crow loses himself to the music, singing his heart out and strumming his guitar with fervor. Even when he leaves the stage, he's still brimming from all the energy. So much that he's not even watching where he's going, trying to get to the bar. When he bumps into someone. He halts, a hand reaching out to catch the other person he knocks into.]
My bad! I didn't see you there! You're not hurt, right?
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The arm link is kind of awkward because of their different heights, but Crow rolls with it. He ushers her over to the bar and hands her a menu.]
Order whatever you want!
[In the meanwhile, he orders himself a beer, nothing too fancy. He then gestures to the guitar at her back. It's a huge instrument.]
So are you in a band?
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Naw, I got no skill. How'd you get started?
[Most guys would rather talk about themselves if given the chance, she's found!]
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[It'll be too heavy and cumbersome just to carry around willy nilly. So he's not convinced she can't play. He can't help but be a little curious since she brought it to the venue. Maybe, she intended to play it in front of an audience?
Crow takes a sip of his drink as he considers her question.]
How did I get started? Well, my humble beginnings started on my parent's farm, and singing to the cows! And sometimes they would sing back!
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