He does, thinking on it. It’s not hard to immediately think of one particular song that he spent days slaving over, and while normally that kind of song he’d rather keep to himself…he’s already sung it in front of thousands of people, hasn’t he? It’s not like it makes much of a difference now, especially when it didn’t even garner a single glance from her.
Till exhales slowly, then shifts from strumming something slow, to something a lot faster.]
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He does, thinking on it. It’s not hard to immediately think of one particular song that he spent days slaving over, and while normally that kind of song he’d rather keep to himself…he’s already sung it in front of thousands of people, hasn’t he? It’s not like it makes much of a difference now, especially when it didn’t even garner a single glance from her.
Till exhales slowly, then shifts from strumming something slow, to something a lot faster.]
Yeah. I do.
[And then he starts to sing.]