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He doesn’t mean to laugh, honestly. He just can’t help it. “Just a wee bit.” Sam bobbed his head once, hands tucked into his pockets. “But hey! At least you have good taste in music…. I mean it might take a bit of work if your hopes and dreams include the x-factor— Sorry to say.”
And that’s when her cheeks began to turn pink, “Oh, uh, hah. Thanks.” Crossing her arms, Emilia couldn’t help but laugh, too, for she knew she wasn’t singing her best but just having fun when he walked in, “Ey, I have a great voice, mhm. I was just so into it that I didn’t care.” She couldn’t help but stick out her tongue.




















