You're twenty minutes late to your own album listening party.
WAS IT BAD THAT HE WASN'T QUITE SURE IF he even wanted to go at this point? carson's brows furrowed, letting out a sharp breath as he meandered. sometimes moonshine felt too personal for shit like this, like he was cutting himself open and laying spread-out and on display so people could watch how his inner workings ticked. but by this point, he knew the rules: he was giving something up to be able to release exactly what he wanted to. " you're twenty minutes late to your own album listening party. " he could swear that he had slipped in the back unnoticed, but the voice made him nearly jump out of his skin, hand resting over his chest cavity as he let out a sharp breath. " christ . . . " murmured under his breath, bright blue eyes finally swiveling to land on the girl who had spoken. a slight smile quirked the corners of his lips. " okay, and? that's a problem because. . . ? " he teased lightly, his head tilting to the side.
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