#📂 ⤷ 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 : alexander / angel chiarelli 01

[poetrysings]

location: note worthy, green point

status: closed starter for @angel-chiarelli( alexander & angel )

"there's really no one else i could've called, is there?" alex mused while giving the other a knowing look as they entered the record shop, waving a gentle greeting to the shop owner before hiding next to angel's frame and moving with him as he let is friend explore the extensive repertoire at the palm of their hands. "last party of yours i got obsessed with this one record you played, i can't even remember what it was but i've been dreaming about it no stop so please, help me find it? i'll get you whatever you want from here and i mean it when they say their collection is crazy" he offered, eyeing the vinyls in front of them. "and we can go to that nice diner, retro bites? it's pretty cool, the food is really good too. i'd offer the sports bar but i just can't picture you walking into a sports bar. we can go there, wherever you want. just please— i'm having people over later this week for a meeting and i want the music to be perfect. you know me, i'll just play hozier non-stop and end up having a debate on dante's inferno again. friends don't let friends go through that two times in a row."