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ooc.xn--6ii/ hello π€ pretty new to this verse and my account/layout is still under construction but excited to write on here!
" fucking lestat, man ... " marlena says, plopping down next to @t4lentedseed. " he said i was ' choking my guitar ' while i was trying to tune it. the fuck does that mean ? "
slowly sitting up, brows raised in surprise. placing the guitar aside.
" you ... did ? " looking around. " did i do something ? "
THEN WHY DON'T YOU FIRE ALL OF US AND BE DONE WITH IT YOU LYING BITCH ? YOU SAY THAT EVERY TIME BUT IM NOT SEEING ANY ACTION ?? IF I BREAK IT ON YOUR HEAD THAT WILL BE FATE FOR SURE.
COME AND DO IT YOURSELF YOU COWARD. ( getting up from her seat, throwing the guitar aside. ) THEN I'LL FINALLY HAVE A FUCKING REASON TO LEAVE THIS FUCKASS BAND.
then you play the guitar and let me leave the damn band, huh ? ( okay, she's getting mad now. grabbing the cord. ) connect this and we'll see who chokes who.
no thanks. ( a reply without looking up, still working on the guitar. ) i don't like anyone else's hands on my baby.
lena looks up, frowning, a sigh escapes her lips as they dramatically roll their eyes. " les ββ " just as they were about to complain to the frontman, they get scared by the stranger figure appearing on the seat, sitting up on their β























