zevwarden u will always be famous. to me.

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zevwarden u will always be famous. to me.
041. the street of an unfamiliar city at night . / daisy
setting prompts. / accepting
The invitation comes unexpected, something about her friend not being able to make it that has her talk fast and shaky on the phone like she’s trying to not sound upset about it. To say that this is short notice would be an understatement considering it’s already past 10pm and he is, admittedly very unlike him, just prepping for bed. He doesn’t even know to get gas money given it’s the end of the month and he still has bills to pay. Even so, the fact that she called him of all people doesn’t go amiss with him. So instead of asking what happened or explaining his own situation to her, he just says yes. He’ll figure everything else out tomorrow morning.
And now they’re actually here, in Manchester, walking towards the the parking lot still thirty minutes away after the concert of a band that he hasn’t even heard of before this very evening. She’s swinging her purse and he’s carrying the t-shirt she bought.
“Yeah, they were pretty good,” he says, though he isn’t quite sure if he fully grasped the intricate concept of The Tramp Gazing. “Very interesting.”