Everlong

Astrid

The song "Everlong" is about "being connected to someone so much that not only do you love them physically and spiritually, but when you sing along with them you harmonize perfectly."-
Dave Grohl

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Adam focused on the script, there were 20 lines he needed to learn. His role was a Tennessee man being accused of murdering his wife. He paced around the living room yelling, with a extremely heavy southern accent, resisting his lines over and over.

His neighbors by now must think he's a complete lunatic who talks to himself.

"How dare you interrigate me about my wife's death ya son of bitch! I loved her!" He yelled at his reflection in the hallway mirror.

He turns his body in fashion of a mad man, really selling the part.

He noticed Astrid in the reflection now, her heels are on, her Dior jacket is back buttoned up. Texting on her phone. Her thumbs move all around the device in high speed.

He turns around and slightly frowns at her. 
"Where are you going? You --you just got here." Adam spoke with such confusion. She had literally just woken up from being in como he put her in after fucking her to sleep.

Astrid keeps texting, giving a quick glance at her boyfriend momentarily and then back at her clearly more important screen.

"Um, well..Adam.." she puts her phone in her pocket now , walking up to him.
"I'll have to be heading back to Manhattan for a this ceremony, it's the Award For Excellence and I'm being nominated for lead museum curator."

This was amazing news to hear, she's being nominated for a award! He puts his hands on her waist and lifts her up , spinning her around.

"Astrid!! This is fucking amazing your nominated, you're amazing!." He exclaimed proudly.

She chuckles nervously being up that high, she pats his shoulder.
"Okay babe, put me down." She commands feeling annoyed he hasn't yet.

He puts her back down and lays the script on the table, taking off to the hallway closet and grabbing a jacket.

He quickly puts it on and goes looking for his red wing boots.
"Adam, just--wait- what are you doing???" She questions him watching him take a knee looking under the table for his shoes.

He pulls out one shoe he found and raises it up his head.
"Getting ready to go with you of course. Just give me few seconds to find the other one. What time is the event?" Adam's voice is faint now, as he goes into his bedroom looking for his other boot.

Astrid sigh heavily. Knowing she's about to crush his heart.

"I'm going with a colleague of mine already Adam. It's a plus one event..."

Astrid's phone buzzes, indicating a notification. She takes out her phone and unlocks it. She reads over a text message and giggled at its replying quickly.

Adam comes out of the bedroom, one shoe on and looks anticlimactic. In his other hand he had found the missing shoe,  holding it from the laces.
"I can't come and support my girlfriend?" He looks puzzled. His eyes squinting at her. "Why?"

"Like I said , it's a  plus one event. I'm going with a colleague. " she states matter of factly.

What the fuck?

"If it's a plus one, and you're a employee there and it's another employee going with you,  that means you guys could still take someone else Astrid!" His tone is serious.

Does she take me for stupid??

"I'll be honest with you Adam. I'm really happy you're supportive of me. But I think it's best to be supportive of me away from this event, there's going to be a open bar and--"