4 am thoughts

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It's about 3:58 right now? Becca's going to hate me for this, oh well...

I shoot up form the bed, sprint to my electric key board, and start mashing the keys... I've just thought of a new beat for a song.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU UP" Becky yells from across the dark room. "Uh- thought of something, couldn't just leave it!" I yell back to her.

"At 4 am? Can't it wait 3 hours?" She says half asleep. "No it can't, but I'll go move to my studio if you want."

"That'd be great, thanks babe" and with that I grabbed my note book, keyboard, and guitar. This is going to be one long morning.

I go back to mashing keys until I'm satisfied, now I've got to move onto the guitar and drums.

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I've strummed this guitar 12 FUCKING TIME BUT JUST CANT GET THIS LAST CORD!!! You know what? Fuck this I'm just going to record Gorgeous and Queen Of My Heart and come back to this.

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Becca's POV:

After being woken up at fucking 4 am by the women I call a girlfriend, I actually slept pretty well. It's now about noon so I'm going to go get y/n to see what she wants for breakfast.

Her notebook is on the floor, her key board's on, she has files open on her computer, and she's sound asleep on the floor. I tried to keep it in but I laughed a little.

I closed her files, turned her keyboard off, put her book in the key board, then I scooped her up to bring her to the bed so she can actually get GOOD sleep.

She jolts up in my arms "w-what? I need to turn if my key board-" she says and I couldn't help but chuckle. "Already did it, I closed your files and put your book away, stop stressing and go back to sleep."

"Thank you, but I'm awake now no chance I'm getting back to sleep" she says purposely rolling out of my arms. "Your so dumb" I chuckle.

"Stfu, want to do something fun today? We are both busy for the next 2 weeks leading up to Valentine's Day sooooo" she says ignoring the fact she's hurting from the fall. "Yeah, I'm down 1oo% ooooo that reminds me I've got to-"

"Don't even think about it Rebecca, I'm planing it bitch" she says cutting me off. "Damn ok- WAIT WHAT'D YOU JUST CALL ME?!" At this point she was already bolting down the stairs. We do this everyday because of this dumbass.

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