Spit and Sweat
In 1975, Finalizer played a gig at CBGB. The punk band gave their best, the crowd went wild, but a young girl named Rey wanted more.
God Save Them All.
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That’s going to be you one day.
You’ll hear every last note.
Not in the market to look like a creeper, Rey took a step to head out before a tap on the glass startled her. Holding up five fingers, Kylo silently pleaded for her to stay. A million good reasons pushed her to deny the request, but after rolling her eyes over the whole situation, she kept in place.
Mouthing back, “Fine.”
One minute later, Rey felt a touch awkward.
At two minutes, it occurred to Rey that Jessika might stand a better chance of finding her if she remained in place. That meant that leering at a rockstar didn't make her a desperate spaz, but was actually a perfectly rational idea. A super rational idea.
At three minutes when Kylo winked over at her, Rey considered leaving altogether.
At four minutes, she watched Kylo’s cheeks turn red from screaming, and she reddened while wondering if the color went all the way down.
At exactly five minutes, Kylo abruptly cut off the engineer on the other side of the booth, and before Rey could bolt after suddenly feeling like a clinging groupie, Kylo swung the door open.
“Hi.”
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