he does the same thing with arthur and john when he talks to them while holding their heads to his


You sat at the bar in your sparkly gold dress and matching headband. Guys were scattered all around you, every single one trying to get your attention. Their eyes were glued to you as you’d say something, causing them all to laugh. You were the main reason people came to The Eden; The Captivating Cadence (a stage name of course). You were the headline act. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like the attention you received at the club from time to time. It was easier to forget about things when men crowd around you and buy you drink after drink.

The band on stage was tuning up, and you gulped down the rest of your drink before putting it down. “That’s my queue boys.” You say, shimmying away from them and into the spotlight.

You sang a few fast, happy songs before your set was coming to an end. It was your own personal tradition to end with your favorite song, no matter how sad it was. It usually brought tears to everyones eyes, the way you sang the words with soul, mixed with the rhythm of your rising and falling voice.

I’ll be loving you always

With a love that’s true always.

When the things you’ve planned

Need a helping hand,

I will understand always.

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