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Request for Allie_Marie_Clifford

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Michael:

"Allie, we really need your song done. How far are you?" Your bassist in your band asked. You quickly came up with an answer.

"I-I'm almost done, okay? I'm just trying to get the bridge right. Look, I have to go... I'll talk to you later." You lied to your band mate. You both quickly said goodbye before hanging up. Frustrated, you sighed and ran your hand through your messy hair. You hadn't even started the new song.

"You okay babe?" Michael, your boyfriend of two years and seven months asked as he walked into your kitchen. You guys didn't live together but you were always at each other's houses.

"Y-yeah, Mike. I'm fine... just a bit... frustrated I guess. Gotta get that song done asap. Can I use your guitar again?" Michael gave you a pitiful, lopsided smile before nodding. You quickly went upstairs to retrieve it. Michael knew you were tight on money, and always insisted he helped, but you refused every time. You were independent, and only wanted you to pay for your things until you were married. So, when your guitar string broke, you didn't have the extra money to replace it. Since then you've been using Michael's.

The next day was your twentieth birthday. You were beyond happy to not be a teenager anymore, as those years had come with some horrid memories. You were a bit more happy that day. As if all of the things you were worried about, not even five hours before, were gone. You had a nice dinner with your boyfriend and had a small gathering of your closest friends. Then, as the day came to a close, your boyfriend presented his present.

"Michael, baby you didn't have to do this." You smiled as your eyes watered.

"Allie, I know you've been stressed lately, I figured this would at least help a bit." He held your now fixed guitar out to you. You played a couple chords as tears started to roll down your cheeks. It might not have seemed that big of a deal to anyone else, but to you? This was as if he was giving you Utopia.

"Michael," You cried. You say down the guitar and pulled him into a tight embrace. Your tears dropped onto his idiot flannel, but he didn't care. His eyes pooled with tears and he held you close, knowing he made his princess happy again.

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This was bad, and I apologize. But oh whale🐳 I tried.
Later 💁🏼