Apr 28, 2017
@criticalxtruce
Cory jotted down a lyric on his notebook looking up at Beau as he jotted something down before sighing. Cory folded his hands and leaned back his guitar in his hands as he gently plucked at the strings. “Maybe we need some motivation,” Cory sighed, “like every time we get a line down, we get a bite of cookie,” Cory says holding up a cookie with a grin on his face.