The Secrets of the Bad Boy
Right now I was holding one of my torn posters of the band Eminem and looking at it like it had fleas.
“Cute.” she lied, suppressing a grimace of displeasure.
I shook my head laughing, “They're not that loud, you should listen to them.”
“Someday, honey, someday.”
“Why wait when I can play you a song right now.” I took out my cell phone entering my library, briefly reading the titles.
“No need, I have all the time to hear them later.”
“The future is uncertain and life is inconsistent. It's now or never." I pressed Robbers by The 1975, the rhythmic musical notes were heard relaxing the atmosphere. Although that group was not one of my favorites, but I loved their enveloping melodies.
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