keeping all the promises (we made years ago) - a romanogers mix
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Peter’s mixing a bad gin and tonic when Natasha and Steve finally come into the back. Her tiny frame guides him through the throngs of people as a The 1975 song plays in the background, crooning about skinny jeans and spare time and she’s got a boyfriend anyway. They disappear down the basement steps and Natasha must be a little drunk, he reckons, because the door is barely shut when they start kissing. And this—this, he realises, is the only narrative of the two of them that matters.
i. dear, home - exes - am i in your dreams / ii. cologne - haux - only to be with you / iii. sweater weather - the neighbourhood - she knows what i think about / iv. please don’t go - barcelona - you fell towards me / v. fallingforyou - the 1975 - oh but i want you now / vi. dead boys - sam fender - nobody ever could explain / vii. she’s casual - the hunna - i’ve been looking for you all my life / viii. the black and white - the band camino - call it what you want / ix. feels like this - maisie peters - like a light came on / x. when the party’s over - billie eilish - i’m no good for you / xi. perfect places - lorde - it’s just another graceless night / xii. back again - flor - your burning mouth / xiii. hold me while you wait - lewis capaldi - let’s waste it right //
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