Jul 21, 2013
Play a Song For Me || Joecedes Para
Mercedes was in her nightgown and robe when she found Joe, settled in the outside lounge with his guitar. "Hey... Can't sleep again, like me? And obviously, we're thinking alike," she lifted her tambourine and her harmonica to show him why she came outside. "Figured I'd try to music myself to sleep. You just playing and thinking, or what?"