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keith had woken up, another dreadful week had gone by. and by his usual routine he went to the gym. he was this time gonna see if a friend could come along. but he said he couldn't come to he went by himself, again.

when he arrived he said hi to nathan and went into the studio. pico came into the gym quickly, he looked over at nathan.

"is he here?"

pico asked.

nathan sighed.

"yes."

pico's face lit up, he ran to the studio and looked through the window. keith turned his speaker on and grabbed his paper with lyrics on it.

he started to sing.

pico fell mesmerized from his words. he didn't even know this guy, but his voice was just... it felt ethereal.

pico put his hands on the window inching closer to hear the music. suddenly, the music stopped and pico jumped back. the door opened up, pico threw himself onto a near by bench.

"hey nathan."

keith said.

nathan looked over at pico. he shoved his hands in front of his face.

"oooh, i see now."

nathan said.

"huh?"

keith asked confused.

"uh, nothing- so what are you doing?"

"nothing much, i'm probably gonna head out now. just wanted to let you know i'm preforming next friday. if you wanna maybe come or something i don't know?"

keith asked nathan.

"hm, i mean i'll try to come. is it by invitation or can like anyone go?"

nathan asked.

"anyone can go, just since you're a close friend i wanted to tell you personally."

"oh okay, can i bring a plus one?"

"sure, if you'd like."

"okay, thanks keith."

"no problem."

keith walked out the gym.

pico got up from the bench.

"thank you."

"yeah whatever."

"i'm gonna go home but we're going to his performance on friday."

"no, you're gonna go in place of me. here, i'll send you where to go. you're welcome."

"thank you!"

pico ran out the door, into his car and back home.

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so i didn't know i would get reads lol so i'm updating this. thanks for reading and please comment on grammar mistakes. love u all thanks

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