She pushed him out the door and got dressed. She then opens the door. "How do I look?" she said flirtily with some swag phones on that she had picked out while getting dressed
Need guy to mend her broken heart
- Viva la vita
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"You look amazing." Tyrant said, blushing a bit.
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She walked over and gave him a hug "Thanks. Do you have a pullover hoodie, with the one pocket?" she asked feeling cold
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"Yeah, I have one in my room. I'll go get it." Tyrant said before walking upstairs and heading into his room.
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She waited and sat on the bed
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Tyrant looked around for a bit until he found one in the closet. "There you go." Tyrant said, handing Skalia the pullover hoodie.
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She put it on and hugged him again. She started singing the song 'kids' by MGMT. Her voice was fantastic
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"Her voice is amazing." Tyrant thought.
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She finished the song. "Can you play an instrament?" she asked
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"I can play guitar a bit." Tyrant said.
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"What rock songs do you know?" she asked
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"Not many. I only know two." Tyrant said.
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"What are they?" she asked
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"Well, it has been a while since I've listened to any music, so the names most likely slipped my mind." Tyrant said.
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"Well play it, i will jump in" she said
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"I'll just play something random." Tyrant said while he took his electric guitar out of the closet and sitting down next to Skalia and playing a bit of Master of Puppets by Metallica.
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"Sorry dont know the song." she said plainly "What about dont stop believing by journey?" she asked hopefully
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"Yeah, I know that one." Tyrant said before starting to play it on his guitar.
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She started singing
"Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhereA singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on(Chorus)
Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night.Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on(Chorus)
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights peopleDon't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlight peopleDon't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights people"she finished and lookd at him "Was that okay?"
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"That was perfect." Tyrant said.