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open starter! location: coney island cookout, at the karaoke station
Well, he’d be lying if he said this wasn’t the first time he got pressured into getting out of his comfort zone by his kids. Reuven was not much of a singer. In fact, he sounded downright awful, but he simply couldn’t say no to his little boy when Ezra begged to sing together. It was going to be cute and wholesome and fun, but then last minute the toddler chickened out and ran back to his older sister in the crowd, giggling with nerves. Reuven chortled, and then glanced over at the waiting lyrics on the screen. It was a duet, so he pointed the microphone at the audience, asking for any takers. “I’d sing it alone, but I think it might give everyone a headache,” he joked into the microphone. Relieved that someone volunteered quickly, he beamed at them as they joined in front of the microphone stand. “Ah! My savior! Thank you! I was just about to—” but he couldn’t finish his sentence, because the lyrics started rolling, and the background tune of Bohemian Rhapsody began. “Oh? Oh! …real life, or is this just fantasyyyy…” he began uncertainly, uncharacteristically shy, and glancing to his singing partner in casual apology and for reassurance.
it wasnt everyday, or-- to be honest any days where she spent any time in Coney Island, but something in her brought her out that day. so with her nanny in tow, she took her daughter with her just to check out what it was all about. as the trio got there, they had a look around, coming to a halt as they reached a small stage where they were doing some karaoke stuff, something which had always been her favorie thing when she visited Thailand with her mother.. her eyes landed on the older man standing on the stage, holding a mic out, almost desperate to have someone join him.. Kitti turned her head to look at her nanny and said she'd be right back, and walked up and grabbed the mic, and stepped up beside him.
she turned her head and looked at him, flashing a soft smile before she sang along with him. her voice sounded a whole lot softer and had a much easier time carrying the notes than the other.. but it worked, they did it