11-30-2015, 05:58 AM
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DMGS & DMT Mooncalf
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| ★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry Quote:
Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun Chris sat outside staring at a tree with his guitar in his hands. Why couldn't he think of a song? This was starting to get frustrating. Was it because now it was like an assignment? Usually he didn't have an issue writing songs. He plucked a few of the strings and sighed in frustration. Work brain work.
After some time he gave up and started playing randomly and hoping that lyrics or something would come to him. Maybe it could be without lyrics though.. Hmmm...a thought to consider. Wearing a hoodie and going out for her usual run, Timmy decided to run the pathways today. Thankfully she's gotten used to this again after taking a long break. Having her hair up in a bun, she was feeling much cool due to the recent heat and hoodie. She passed by different students, calling out 'Left!' every time she had run by them. Passing someone with dark hair, Timmy heard them play the guitar and slowed down. Jogging backwards a bit, she grinned down at the person. "Having a hard time there again?" She asked Chris, still jogging in her place.
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