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Sal found himself sitting at the bar once again, watching God's Rejects, well actually, watching 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴 𝘗𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴, as he performed with his band. He stood up there on the stage, with his stupid fucking band, and his stupid fucking guitar. His hair stuck to his neck with sweat, as he jumped around the stage, while strumming on his instrument.
His beautiful, green eyes sparkled in the light of the stage. His piercings and his long, blonde and pink hair suited him so well. He looked so grown up, Sal could barely recognize him. He looked nothing like the scared, little boy that Sal once loved so fucking much. He looked like a complete fucking stranger. But he was still just as beautiful as he was the day he met him.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.
Inspired by We Don't Have To Dance!!
Started on: Friday December 24, 2021
Finished on: WIP