Yes. Eddie made fun of Steve when songs like “The Reflex” or “Hungry Like the Wolf” from Duran Duran came on the radio. He would get all prissy about the radio losing values.
They were too “dancy”, too “pop” and way too energetic in the bad way. He was a pure metalhead, there was no way he would like someone who sang stuff like this.
But unconsciously, he would keep quiet and enjoy the music whenever songs like “Save a Prayer” or “Come Undone” started.
There was no way Eddie would publicly admit that he liked Duran Duran, he would have to cut his hair if he did that, but deep down, he loved the way the synths vibrated through his body, and how the vocals scratched something in his ears.
He had a hard time explaining himself when Steve caught him on his way to work playing quite loudly the cassette Steve thought he had lost.
Well, I got it started. The story that I've wanted to write for... a very long time. Since before I started writing Damerey, even. I'm making it Damerey because it feels right, and I hope I can keep them faithful to their original characterizations.
Y'all know this is going to take some time, but now that it's started, I feel committed. I'll get it done, even if it takes (God forbid) years. In the meantime, here's a bit of the the completed first chapter of Save A Prayer.
The man she was focused on was very attractive. He was older than her, maybe in his mid-30s, with dark hair, slightly curly and soft looking. Not tall, but fit; the jeans he wore looked very good on him and he filled them out nicely in the back. He wore an off-white button-down shirt that looked soft and silky, and she itched to see if she could feel his biceps under the sleeve that was rolled up just enough to show off his forearms. That thought startled her, and she looked away, embarrassed but curious about her reaction. Frowning, she turned to look at him again, only to find his gaze on her.
She felt her face heat and she looked away again, facing the bar top and her drink. Her heart started racing when she sensed a person come up and sit next to her, knowing who it was. Taking a deep breath, she looked at him.
“Hi,” he said simply, his expression tentative. Almost as if he was uncertain if he should have come over.
“Hi,” Rey said, giving him a soft smile. Her heart was still beating hard in her chest, but that was what she wanted, right? She had never felt this with anyone else since she had started this scheme. This is what she had been looking for. And she certainly did not want to ruin it by making him think she didn’t want his attention.
“I apologize if I’m disturbing you,” he continued. “You looked…” he stopped, licking his lips and biting the lower one before continuing. “…like you were looking for something.”
She was surprised by his assessment. It wasn’t your typical pickup line. She considered him for a second before answering. “And you think you can help me find it?”
