going insane
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Kayn reaps what he sow. Yone makes sure he doesn't break very expensive vehicles next time.
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"I suppose we could have one group of three and one pair," K'Sante proposed. "That's the only way I see this working out."
“Kayn will room with me.” Yone spoke up.
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Yone and Kayn room together, and Yone tries to get Kayn to behave.
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There wasn’t enough coffee in the world for Yone to deal with this shit. Though, if their new blue haired... friend, was enough to go from, there wasn’t enough coffee in the entire galaxy. He had already smoked two cigarettes, and downed an entire can of coffee in one sitting, and still he wasn’t sure he could handle this.
Sitting on his bed sat Kayn, well two Kayns.
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Yone gradually loses confidence in his skills as a producer and becomes disillusioned with the music industry as his songs continue to flop and the artists he collaborates with have no passion for music, just money. When Yasuo's band, True Damage releases a hit, it makes Yone feel even worse. He's ready to distance himself with music altogether, but a mysterious man at a party for True Damage seems to know all the right words to say to fix Yone's skepticism. Because of this fated encounter, Yone continues making music though only by his terms, hoping to meet that man again. Then Heartsteel comes along. They're so goofy, honest, and passionate, it's hard for Yone to decline their offer of producing for them. He finds his passion again through the members of Heartsteel, surprised the most by the wild bad boy rapper himself, Kayn.
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She’s been drinking, off and on while everyone waits out the hot sun. The bar is full, the saloon is full, and it’s late afternoon when she first notices him, but he’s probably been noticing her for a long while, because when their eyes meet he’s immediately looking away, like he’s been staring. His face is hidden under the brim of his hat.
Yone keeps an eye on him, though things are a little hazy. The dead might not breathe much, but they can still drink, so she’s learned. Funny how these things work out.
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- Part 4 of things i write for other people