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❝  i  dunno  －  i’ve  just  been  thinking  of  dyeing  my  hair  again  .  ❞  beau  speaks  aloud  ,  breaking  the  SILENCE  between  the  two  of  them  as  he  lounges  on  one  of  the  chairs  in  the  communal  kitchen  of  cadence  .  the  only  remnants  of  what  he  managed  to  find  while  scouring  the  fridge  was  the  peel  of  a  banana  that  was  HARDLY  satisfying  and  if  anything  ,  made  beau  all  the  more  hungry  .  he’s  been  waiting  for  his  manager  to  finish  up  with  whatever  meeting  and  truth  be  told  ,  he  wasn’t  QUITE  sure  why  he  was  waiting  up  for  them  but  it  was  better  than  bracing  himself  for  the  heat  outside  of  cadence  and  its  lack  of  central  air  conditioning  .  nimble  fingers  are  carding  through  his  dark  red  hair  where  his  roots  were  beginning  to  show  ,  its  length  having ��gotten  long  enough  for  him  to  flatten  the  strand  and  hold  it  down  across  his  forehead  as  he  stared  at  in  in  CONTEMPLATION  .  ❝  i  really  liked  the  bubblegum  pink  i  had  two  years  back  .  but  part  of  me  wants  to  try  something  new  …  maybe  green  ??  blue  ??  i’m  not  sure  .  ❞  the  latter  part  of  his  sentence  is  more  so  mumbled  to  himself  before  he  pushed  his  hair  out  of  his  face  and  chocolate  hues  settled  on  the  person  nearby  .  ❝  what  do  you  think  ??  ❞

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𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒕 → O P E N

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘: lsn….do you ever look back at your life & the decisions you’ve made & just….shake your head ??

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘: like how can i be so damn dumb ? it’s a lil embarrassing at this point. when will my stupid bitch juice run out ?

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘: any way, i’m thinking about getting “ hot girl summer ” tatted on my ass. what are your weekend plans ?

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“ sorry  ?   how  much  ?  ”   the  brunet  feels  a  lump  arise  in  his  throat  as  he’s  taken  back  in  shock  ,   “  i  never  pay  more  than  five  dollars  for  a  bagel  ,   how  are  you  possibly  telling  me  that  this  one  costs  twelve  ?   for  one  bagel  ?   you  realise  how  stupid  that  is  ,   right  ?  ”   and  he  isn’t  concerned  about  the  mass  of  customers  behind  him  ,   he’s  only  concerned  about  the  absurd  price  .   “  can  you  just  let  it  slide  ?   just  this  once  ?   consider  it  as  an  i  owe  you  ?   can  you  guys  do  that  ?   like  i  am  literally  dying  of  hunger  right  now  and  that  is  literally  the  cheapest  thing  on  your  menu  and  the  next  place  that  sells  bagels  is  a  good  five  minutes  away  …   please  ?  ”  and  he  begins  to  talk  with  his  hands  to  accompany  his  words  ,   trying  to  barter  with  the  server  as  his  bank  account  is  in  heavy  disagreement  with  him  over  attempting  to  purchase  anything  over  a  few  dollars  .

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           ❝ I know they’re a huge thing in the industry and shit - and also a piece of art and all that crap , ❞ Luke’s fingers are carefully thumbing through a shelf of vinyl records , calloused tips resting on the backs for no more than a few miliseconds ,  ❝ but they are way too fucking expensive. ❞ They finally decide to pick out an album of their own - Talon of the Hawk , of course , slipping it out of the jacket and placing it on the player with precision. ❝ Almost feel bad for the people who collect these things - like me. A cubby of these has to be at least two hundred dollars , don’t you think ?? ❞     

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— snapchat ( all ).

JADE: tell me why old town road still slaps like months later JADE: i’m abt to tell my band that we’re rebranding to a nu-country group JADE: old town road remix #453458 ft. vortex

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The early morning light streaming into his loft was only slightly less irritating than the pounding in his head, curtesy of the picklebacks he had been downing like water the night before, his excuse of “The pickle juice has electrolytes so I can’t get a hangover!” proving to be nothing but a fool’s wish as his stomach gave a distinctive churn.

He rushed to the restroom, emptying his stomach with a groan before pouring a hefty mouthful of mouthwash into his mouth, swishing it and spitting it out into the already flushing toilet. His back ached, the head throbbed, he was positive that the bite marks littering his neck hadn’t been there before and if the shuffling coming from the bedroom was any indication, he hadn’t made it into his bed alone last night.

“Alright, uh- good job, last night that is.” He rubbed at the back of his neck nervously as he walked back into the bedroom, his cheeks flushed in a way that was miles away from the suave man he became after a few drinks. “Do you need me to call you an Uber or get some breakfast or something?”

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  it had been ages since he had been out by himself at a good dive bar, well at least it felt that way. with his album becoming bigger and bigger, it was hard for him to not run into a screaming fan or two. he had been advised to travel with security to avoid any crazy encounters but still, the Irish man craved his independence. so here was, late at night an almost empty hole in the wall dive bar. he sipped his whiskey open book in hand, enjoying being alone for once when he glanced up catching eyes with someone next to him. he offered a warm smile before asking, “what’s your poison?” 

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 the  sounds  of  her  bracelets  jingle  through  the  halls  of  cadence  ,  making  her  way  through  the  building  as  she  takes  a  much  needed  break  from  working  in  the  studio  .  she  had  always  been  a  hard  worker  ,  something  that  clearly  ran  in  the  chase  dna  ,  but  she  knew  when  she  needed  a  break  .  turning  a  corner  ,  cosima  finds  a  good  spot  to  sit  and  sets  her  takeout  bags  down  ,  turning  towards  the  other  person  in  the  room  .  “  hey  ,  weird  question  but  have  you  had  lunch  today  ?  i  ended  up  with  extra  and  i’m  definitely  going  to  eat  all  of  it  and  i’m  sure  you  know  that  it’s  a  CRIME  to  waste  takeout  .  ”  she  speaks  ,  giving  the  bag  .  small  wiggle  .  “  only  condition  is  that  you  have  to  eat  with  me  .  ”

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  “ why men great ‘til they gotta be great? don’t text me, tell it straight to my face”, willow sang loudly air pods in as she danced around the studio kitchen. it was late, really really late and so she figured everyone had gone home for the day. she had stayed well into the night, working on a few demos for incarnadine second album. she had been spending most of her time tied up in the studio, not that she minded it felt more like fun than work. the young women continued to dance around while singing, making a cup of coffee as she did. “hey, I’m glad you’re back with your bitch I mean who would wanna hide this? I will never, ever, ev-holy shit”, willow stuttered out as she turned to lock eyes with someone else. they scared the absolute shit out of her, not to mention the fact they just witnessed her making a bit of a fool out of herself. she pulled her air pods out with a sheepish look on her face, “I don’t suppose I can ask you to never ever mention what you just saw to another soul could I?” 

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𝖘𝖓𝖆𝖕 –– open.

COSIMA  :  i’m  not  saying  this  is  the  most  practical  way  to  promote  an  album  but  i  can  10/10  tell  you  it’s  the  most  fun COSIMA  :  impractical  life  advice  ft.  cosima  chase

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Joji’s, Can’t Get Over You is her summer song. It’s irresistibly catchy, and hard not dance around too. The room was empty, thankfully, after a studio session. Rita had her airpods as she danced and moved her hips to the song. She was half singing and humming the words to the song, barely making any words out. She spun around, almost tripping over her feet. Tossing her curly hair out her face, she finally realized she wasn’t alone. She threw her hand over her heart, and yelped out of shock.  She immediately turned red, taking her airpods out her ear.  “Holy shit. I wasn’t ready.“ She said, bending down using her knees for support. She finally got her heart to stop racing, and giggled at herself, “Um, I don’t know if I show apologize for screaming or dancing.”

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* 𝖘𝖓𝖆𝖕𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 → 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 .

𝐌𝐀𝐂: just sitting here thinking about gerald from finding dory  𝐌𝐀𝐂: *spoiler alert* all he wanted was to sit on that rock 𝐌𝐀𝐂: i hate those other sea lions that wouldn’t let him . gerald deserved better 𝐌𝐀𝐂: #justiceforgerald

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“If you had to pick,” he urged. “if you had to pick a famous painter that encapsulated your vibe, who would it be? no judgement here, i’m genuinely curious.” naveen leaned back in his seat, eager for an answer. he had spent the other day at the museum of contemporary art (where he dropped way too much money at the gift shop) it was his usual spot when he wanted to decompress. “just a painting you look at and go, ‘yeah, that’s me. i feel that.’ you know? or even a sculpture! who am i to limit you?” 

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“hey!” she greeted the person next to her, as she set her bright pink electric guitar case down next to her. “ i need to get out of the studio..do you want to go get some food with me?” she offered with a bright smile. she’d spend the day in the studio, trying to write new music. no, she wasn’t procrastinating..at least that’s what she told herself. 

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“I just finished the second album vocals and now we are trying to plan a tour but we can’t decide on some cities. What’re some big and small cities we should tour in?” Nolan asked as he blinks as he licks his lips trying to wetten his chapped lips.

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           ❝ It’s a COOL-ASS song , isn’t it ?? ❞ Does he exclaim , brown eyes that were previously focused on the strings of his guitar now floating up to meet those of the other. He’s kept the repetition of the same beginning chords to only slightly change them up after a while , and NOW he’s jumped into a solo that is less linear , less pattern-like , and more harsh on the fingers to keep up with. But he’s doing a great job. ❝ Oh hell yeah - ❞ He muses at himself , keeping it going and allowing it to play out in full before he looks back up. ❝ Now - I didn’t MAKE that. That’s from a bomb video game called BREATH OF THE WILD and everyone needs to play it. When this song plays you’re like , you’re like runnin’ around a desert and then this thing comes flyin’ at you underground and … ❞ His fingers move to play the opening riff again , a grin as it falls into a pattern. ❝ It’s fucking awesome. If I could cover game music for the rest of my life , I honestly would. ❞