Tonight is going to be
one of those nights I can tell. Some Chinese take-out, a fifth, nah maybe a
handle tonight, I am going to see Jeremiah after all. I need a release.
Jessie called me today,
he said there was a good video released of our performance at Ned Devines, and
it was getting me a lot of good press in the past couple days. That was good to
hear, but is a drunken song show really my route back to the top? He said the
video poster’s name was Spores. Nicole, she must’ve done it before that whole
Bonnie thing. Or maybe she did it after maybe she still cares… that’s just some
fucking wishful thinking.
I headed out to round up
the goodie bag for the night, equipped with booze, grub, some gum, and a couple
Beantown burners.
While I was heading to
the T stop, I couldn’t get Nicole out of my mind. I hate to see her
leave. I gave her a ring, no answer, she’s probably busy, probably already onto
the next guy. Or she just ignored my call, whatever.
I jammed out with the
power of all the musical greats that night. I don’t know if I stopped banging
on the keyboard or belting for a split second. I would look up and sometimes
there would be an audience spectating out of nowhere, other times just a couple
kids dancing, the music was taking me over again.
I looked up again later,
and I noticed a lady, she looked like she could be quite attractive, if she
wasn’t so bundled. She wore a hat and let none of her hair show, sunglasses the
size of dinner plates, a long and heavy coat buttoned all of the way up, and black
boots. I Looked back down, and got lost into the music, again.
When I looked up, there
was an audience, and again still that bundled women, with sunglasses and all,
standing spectating, she seemed familiar, she looked like she just got out of
work. No sweat off my back, if she knew me shed speak, she can’t be that cute
anyways if shes hiding all her features. I noticed a flash out of the corner of
my eyes, the women placed something in her pocket, and then swiftly turned and
left, while I returned to work on the keyboard.
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