@rainbowmuses spike
“What do you think?” She called over the music, grinning up at her beloved. Punk music had never been her thing, but when she had seen the flyer advertising the band she knew that she had to bring him. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she inched closer to Spike as a rowdy concert-goer bumped into her from behind. “I thought that it would be your kind of thing.”












