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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📌 Birmingham, England, UK
Right after paying the bills and shopping for some supplies for the house and for the trip, Brad and I set-up a makeshift vocal booth using towels and their old tent so he could record the vocals of Would You.
"This is really good," I said as we listened to the final chorus, then he smiled.
"We made it good. Whether Tristan E accepts this or not, we make a great team. There's no denying that," Brad said, then I nodded my head. When the song ended, Brad gave me my notebook, which I put inside my bag.
"I think it's done. What about you?"
"Same. It sounds perfect."
"Let's do this then, shall we?" Brad said as he went on his browser, then he typed an email to his client and attached the audio file to it.
"Hold my hand for good luck," Brad said, then we intertwined our left hands before he gently grabbed my right hand, then he put my pointer finger right on top of his enter key.
"You want to do it together?"
"Of course. I made the melody, you made the lyrics. Who wouldn't be proud of their own work?" Brad asked rhetorically, then I nodded my head.
"One, two, three," Brad and I said at the same time before pressing the button, sending the email and making it irrevocable. The only thing we have left to do is pray that Tristan selects our demo, which I hope will happen. Brad has been working so hard to get his big break and it's only right for him to get what he deserves.
"We should probably start packing up. Are we going to pick Kyle up?"
"Well, as long my brother's not here, we're in charge of that, too, so, yes, maybe it would be better to pack up now. I told him that we're planning to go today, though, so he should be home anytime today."
"I see. Well, I better get started," I said, then I went to the kitchen to separate our supplies from the house supplies, then Brad and I helped each other put it into bags until the front door opened.
"Stay here. I'll see who it is," Brad said before walking away, then I continued packing, stopping when Brad walked in the kitchen with his brother, who was looking at me.
"Afternoon," I said politely, then he sighed.
"I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. I was stressed and tired, then I let my emotions get the best of me. For the record, you have done nothing but help my brother out in a positive way, so, really, I should be thanking you for your help," Alvin said as he brought his hand out to me, then I shook it.
"It's fine. Actually, Brad already admitted to me how he was like in the past, so I thought that it was your way of looking out for him. I only took a little offense," I said, then he smiled before looking at while I was doing.
