She parked her motorcycle and walked into her small apartment, flopping onto her couch and grabbed her computer. She went on notebook.ai while listening to Panic! At The Disco because she has nothing better to do.
He looked at his phone, beginning to blare random music he downloaded over the years.
Still role playing on over 40 role plays, no words have been spoken about it.
Corey stuck his tongue out childishly, texting a highly active group chat.
She stopped role playing for a while and went on a online two-player tetris game, which sets you up with someone that was online and wanted to play tetris.
He fell asleep. Very quickly.
She fell asleep after a few games on tetris with random people, some role playing, then some netflix to top it all off.
He slept until around 5 AM, staying on the couch for another hour or so.
She woke up at around 5 AM, and does the stuff a normal person does to get ready in the morning. She got on her motorcycle and headed to Starbucks. After she got there, she changed into her job clothes and started taking orders and making their drinks while glancing at the clock every so often.
Corey walked to the small cafe across the street, sitting down at the stool near the window.
Ten more minutes, she thought as she greeted people with a smile, took their orders and gave them their drinks.
(Ok so apparently I find this hard to explain in rp, but Corey is live music at a cafe on the weekend.)
(that's cool)
He sang Hey Look Ma, I Made It, his voice clear and smooth.
(yas Corey yas. Btw should they both be in the same cafe or not?)
(If you want, sure! He's in a small hole-in-the-wall cafe near the beach.)
(Oki den)
She heard someone singing P!ATD in the cafe and quietly hummed along while smiling to herself slightly Five more minutes
He took a couple requests, before singing random songs he liked.
She hummed along to the songs she knew that the person sang and glanced at the clock, realizing her shift was over. She quickly changed into her normal clothes and tried to look around for the person that was singing.
He sat on the stool, his voice nowhere near strained yet.
She saw Corey and waved at him while smiling, "You have a nice voice."
He nodded and smiled, not pausing the song until it was over.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome, so you know P!ATD?"
"Mhm," he grabbed the water bottle next to him, drinking a fair amount of it, "Next song is Ballad of Mona Lisa. I like how strong the notes get, if that makes any sense."
"That's a good one but my favorite either has to be Miss Jackson or Roaring 20's"
"Ooh, those are nice."
"What's your favorite?"
"Can't choose."
"It was pretty hard for me to choose also. I mean the new album Pray for the wicked is the best."
"Yeah, it is. Do you like Vance Joy?"
