Dreaming in Blues

By SapphireDreamer

Does this look like shark teeth to you?

Not really inspired today.
8 hours of coding.
Getting really tired of Excel.
And the people we're studying.
Sometimes get the urge to troll them then realize I just don't care enough to do it properly. Bah.
Lots of music.
Mmmmmmmmm.

Hope your weekend is epic!






Friday story update...

Reminder that this is a story, not drawn from my life or anyone I know. This is entirely a work of fiction. Any likeness to actual events or people is entirely coincidental and completely possible.

Where we left off last week...

He looked over at me where I was hiding in the wing and winked. Definitely the best night ever. How could it possibly get any better?


The show ended with raucous applause and the band made their exit. He made a beeline towards me and swept me up into a hug. I laughed, a bit surprised. He put me down and started laughing. His eyes were bright and he seemed to be floating on a music-induced high. "Let's go get some food."
I looked at my watch. One o'clock. Still early. Looked up and matched his grin. "Where to?"
We ended up at a diner a few miles out with the rest of the band and a few groupies who had managed to follow. We all ordered breakfast. At one point, he reached over and oh so casually grabbed my hand under the table. He gave it a squeeze and smiled. Definitely didn't see how this could get any better.

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