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I smiled when I listened to the music. "This is my favorite song," I said and smiled. I want your sex I want your love I want your sex I want your, sex It's playing on my mind It's dancing on my soul It's taken so much time So why don't you just let me go I'd really like to try Oh I'd really love to know When you tell me you're gonna regret it Then I tell you that I love you but you still say no! My eyes snapped open at the lyrics. I quickly looked at Alpha Xavier, who was trying so hard to not crack up. I quickly turned the button to shut it off.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Naega gal gireun naega bakkuji mwo (I’ll change up my path myself) Wigineun gihoero da bakkuji mwo (If you really wanna see me cry) Guji uneun kkori bogo sipdamyeon Yetda nunmul (Fine, here are some tears) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ryder smoothly took over from Joy and it seemed as if he was warning me through the next set of lines to not take advantage of his sister and her “loneliness” coz he was gonna “swallow up his hate” this time with a warning and “would not get mad”.

Instead, she was being hurried off to a meeting at a place that gave her the heebie-jeebies with a group of people she was pretty sure might be certifiably insane. “It’s okay,” Lyric shrugged. “I don’t mind just listening to the music. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.” One of Ru’s favorite songs, “Revelations” by Audioslave, was playing, and she hadn’t even noticed. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she replied, forcing a smile. “You know, listening to the lyrics of this song, it’s kinda fitting,” Lyric half laughed. “Especially the part about knowing what he’s dreaming and holding the keys and the rules. I guess I never thought about that before.”

She adds after a moment, when my expression doesn't change. I give her a slight nod of acknowledgement. "Hi." I say after a moment, unsure of exactly how to respond. Apollo grins suddenly, his teeth white enough I fear that might blind me, and suddenly claps his hands together, a sharp sound that startles me slightly. Almost immediately, soft piano music begins to play and as I search for the source, I stare in amazement at the piano across the room, playing all on its own. The sound is beautiful, slow and lyrical, filling the entire room. Apollo's smile continues to grow, clearly pleased by my clear surprise. "I am the God of Music, not just the Sun-and many other things."