AU || Cairo Lucia Santiago is on break from university. Bradley Will Simpson wants to get his big break in the music industry. Together, they go on a roadtrip around the UK, where they busk their hearts out and discover more about their lost selves...
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📌 Lake District National Park, England, UK
Desmond has a barrow in the marketplace Molly is the singer in a band Desmond says to Molly, "Girl, I like your face" And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand
Brad sang, and everyone around him recognized the song; it was like magic. When he started singing the chorus, people were starting to pay him attention, then they gathered around him in a semi-circle, which made it a perfect opportunity to be captured for his Instagram. I stood on the bench and started filming the people, who were clapping along to the song as he sang the second verse, and when he got to the second verse, things became a lot more magical.
"Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra! La-la how the life goes on!" Everyone sang, and Brad, who orchestrated it all, stood on his post smiling as he let the people sing the chorus, impressed by the crowd participation he managed to gain from this one little song.
When Brad started singing the verse again, Paris walked toward Brad, then she started to dance in front of him. In response, he stopped playing his guitar, let the people clap to the beat as he continued to sing, then he twirled her around, dancing with her before bringing his guitar out again to play the chorus so everyone can sing along with him.
Everyone gave Brad a warm round of applause after he ended the song with a lively, concluding note, then the money started kicking in. He offered Paris a hug, which she accepted, then he officially ended his set by thanking the people and complimenting them for being so supportive. After wishing them a good day, some people went on and took pictures with Brad, even asking him for his socials and his autograph. As his assistant, I made sure no one steals Brad's hard-earned cash as he gave attention to his new fans, then his phone started to ring.
"It's the care home," Brad told me, then I nodded before taking his phone so I could answer the call. I explained what happened, and, as I deduced, they thanked Brad and I for making sure that she is in safe hands. We arranged for a place to meet, I informed Paris that the care home people was going to pick her up, then Brad went to us.
"Well, that was the best gig of the tour so far. Is the money we earned enough for three meals?" Brad asked, then I shrugged as I counted the money, with Paris telling Brad where we will meet the people who were going to take her back to the care home. Once I was done counting, we ate somewhere close to where the care home people will fetch Paris, then Brad and I got on the road again.
"You did well on your gig today. That last one was actually one of my comfort songs."
"Thank you. And, you've got taste! That's one of my comfort songs, too."
"That's great," I said, then I recalled how Brad and Paris danced with each other in the middle of the song.
"That was some good samaritan work we did today. You and I make a great team," I told Brad, who sighed. When I looked at him, I noticed that he looked slightly annoyed.
