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Mar. 28th, 2009
muse_shuffle | March Disc One
Mar. 28th, 2009 09:18 pmTrack 01. I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town.
I got the green light,
I got a little fight.
I'm gonna turn this thing around.
[‘Read My Mind’ – The Killers]
Co-written with
comeswithcuffs
[Follows THIS]
It had definitely been a lazy day, and probably was the start of a lazy week. In fact, if the clock was correct, it was after midday and Taylor was only just managing to shift her ass out of bed without immediately being hit with a wave of vomit-inducing nausea. She sat tentatively on the side of the bed, rubbing her hand over her stomach to analyse how she was feeling now. Still tired and just a little bit sick, but nowhere near as terrible as she had in the early hours of the morning. She was alone in the bed again, but before she had time to even consider that, she spotted a large note on a full sheet of A4 paper taped to the lamp with Jason’s messy print explaining that Sam had just taken him over to his parents’ place so he could pick up some more of his stuff. The note was ended with kisses and a smiley face. Taylor smiled to herself and touched the edge of the note fondly.
( But her conversation with Sam a few hours early jumped back into her mind and the smile faded in favour of biting her lip anxiously... )
Jason Street [
itwontstopme] & Sam Jameson [
supermarketsam] referenced with permission
Word Count | 1302
Breakin' out of this two-star town.
I got the green light,
I got a little fight.
I'm gonna turn this thing around.
[‘Read My Mind’ – The Killers]
Co-written with
[Follows THIS]
It had definitely been a lazy day, and probably was the start of a lazy week. In fact, if the clock was correct, it was after midday and Taylor was only just managing to shift her ass out of bed without immediately being hit with a wave of vomit-inducing nausea. She sat tentatively on the side of the bed, rubbing her hand over her stomach to analyse how she was feeling now. Still tired and just a little bit sick, but nowhere near as terrible as she had in the early hours of the morning. She was alone in the bed again, but before she had time to even consider that, she spotted a large note on a full sheet of A4 paper taped to the lamp with Jason’s messy print explaining that Sam had just taken him over to his parents’ place so he could pick up some more of his stuff. The note was ended with kisses and a smiley face. Taylor smiled to herself and touched the edge of the note fondly.
( But her conversation with Sam a few hours early jumped back into her mind and the smile faded in favour of biting her lip anxiously... )
Jason Street [
Word Count | 1302
