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"Mhmm. Maybe, I do have a couple of the Eiffel tower that you might like." Empty promises.

2015-06-22 22:54:14

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He grinned. "I can't wait to see them."

2015-06-23 04:01:05

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"Good, now lets hope they're not stolen."

2015-06-23 04:34:38

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Once Zane was confident in the effects of the Advil, he made a trip back to his shared apartment to retrieve his guitar. He definitely intended to return, partially because he'd said before that he would try playing outside of the store since loitering wouldn't be as much of an issue, but mostly because leaving Cale there alone sounded like an absolutely terrible idea. Right now, though, he practiced inside since there wasn't much traffic passing by. He settled by the counter and tuned it quickly, browsing his mental library of songs. The light wasn't too bad anymore.

2015-06-23 04:55:49

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Ivory, on the other hand, was left there with the two males, who just kept talking about... well Ivory didn't pay enough attention to learn about that. So once Zane had returned, she sneaked back downstairs. What they won't know won't hurt them. "So, how long have you played?" She asked as she descended down the stairs, spying the guitar immediately.

2015-06-23 05:07:31

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He jumped a little and looked over, finger sending one of the strings twanging. "Oh, um...several years? Since I was in high school."

2015-06-23 05:09:37

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"Oh really?" She moved over to the counter, rested both her elbows on it, and rested her chin on her hands. "My mom tried getting me to play piano. It never worked out."

2015-06-23 05:15:10

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"Well, music is not necessarily for everyone. Especially when it is forced."

2015-06-23 05:19:09

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"I honestly prefer listening than playing if anything."

2015-06-23 05:21:28

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"...most people do." He quieted the vibrating string and tapped the guitar absently, trying to decide on a song as he waited for her to wander off again.

2015-06-23 05:23:22

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"...Do you...mind if I stay?" She asked. "Cale and Lance are no fun when they are together."

2015-06-23 05:24:58

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Oh. "I suppose not. They can tend to be no fun even when they are separate on occasion, though." He finished tuning and strummed a test chord, picking a song.

2015-06-23 05:38:39

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"Music is still music, and I like music." She hoisted herself up on the glass case to sit down.

2015-06-23 05:41:31

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Yes, this song would do. It sort of reminded him of her anyway. He began plucking the song and singing in a low voice. "Lady with black hair, and strong shoulder bone....beloved by the place that you call home. Square your shoulders strong, defend the weak. Listen to your heart before you speak. Pluck a white stone from the dirt-stamped mud, this is more than the stars, it was written in blood...so look down on the girl that you swept up in your arms..."

2015-06-23 07:36:24

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Intensively, she listened. Was he singing about her? Ah, who cares. It was nice. He was nice. He had a nice singing voice.

2015-06-23 07:41:49

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"Maiden with green eyes, not of this place, freckles like brown sugar 'cross your face. Cover starlight up with flesh of white, leave behind your kingdom of the night...drop a white stone in the dirt at her feet, wait for your star-crossed eyes to meet, and look up at the girl who will keep you safe from harm."

2015-06-23 07:45:09

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Green...eyes? Okay, so maybe he was singing about her. Oh well. She wasn't going to stop him.

2015-06-23 07:46:44

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"And hold her tight, and sleep by her side night after night; for this strange love -- one girl from below, the other, above -- is the reason why you no longer weep, and you no longer cry,

and your tears feel so long ago." He cut off the other verses...it was a really long song. He tapped the guitar absently, staring off into space. Maybe he should play something happier...

2015-06-23 07:55:36

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"That was... really nice, actually." She crossed her legs on the counter. "You have a wonderful singing voice."

2015-06-23 07:59:48

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"...ah? Th-thank you. Well, it is one of my main sources of income..." He smiled a little shyly and fiddled with knob.

2015-06-23 08:03:09

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"Spyders mentioned a few times about how you worked at Walgreens as well."

2015-06-23 08:06:31

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That made him uncomfortable. Had Spyders told her everything about his personal life? "Um. Yes. I do. My shift is in a few hours."

2015-06-23 08:07:48

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Not everything, buddy. He likes to ramble a lot, though. "Hmm, please tell me the sun will set then and I won't be stuck with Cale and Lance having boy-time anymore."

2015-06-23 08:15:24

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Oh, 'buddy', hm. I don't think we're on a nickname basis yet. We'll get there eventually though if you're this enthusiastic. "I cannot tell you that for certain, though it is winter and the days are therefore shorter, so it is likely."

2015-06-23 08:20:30

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Mmmmm, okay. Tell you what. You want me to stop? Come get be yourself. "Hopefully. Lance having someone to talk to is great and all but everything he gets involved in bores me."

2015-06-23 08:24:30