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"Thanks~" He went back downstairs and handed Dusty the rum. "Hope this helps," he said as he gave it to him.
"Sure thing, be back in a few." He went upstairs and left the cellar and went over to Maya. "Maya, you got any liquor for Dusty down here?"
Nah. Rexy?
(Cont.) I've sometimes left out certain details due to me not being able to word somethings in a way that's clear and concise.
I sometimes hate being a grammar nazi; I mostly try not to put in much detail, but I do so anyway in fear that someone may not understand.
"So, what would you prefer, a Lemmy, a cider, or something stronger?"
"What would that be?" he asked, wondering what Dusty had planned.
"I wish I did; it'll be a bit problematic when Raven goes to record something like this."
"I'm thinking this could work," he started. "Something like, "But I ain't one to call names, or throw stones in a house of glass. You try me. This...
"Yeah, actually. Maya wrote this part on the back, and I think it would work well." So goddamn easy to write this, you make it spill on the page...
"Good to hear," Black replied, "I'll probably take what Maya wrote and turn it into a separate song, and I'll probably work on some words for a...
Proxy x the kid who replaced him.
"Maybe. Anyway, um, got any other suggestions for the song?" he asked.
Rockout x Jar... NOPE! Not going there!
*noms hey*
*rolls into a wall*
"Oh really? I think you'd be great alongside Raven."
Hey there! Rexy?
^should replace her keyboard!
Epidemic .
