"hearts of smoke" - Kirk Hammett

chapter 3, page 2.

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Back on the road, 3:26pm
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I wake up to a flash in my eyes, hearing snickering and a Camrea, I open my eyes and see James, Charles, Sydney and lars taking a picture of me and kirk sleeping.

"Creeps" I say, "fuck she's up" Charles says, "it was James and lars idea" Sydney puts her hands up and walks away, "you took a picture of me and Sydney, so now you and kirk get one" James shrugs, "yeah yeah whatever" I get down from the bunk.

"So did he make his move?" Sydney says, James, lars and Charles look at me, "yes, but we agreed to have more time pass to get to know eachother a lot more so we are like friends that do certain couple stuff I guess" I say, getting a water.

"Finally" James mumbles, "I mean yall do sleep in the same bed" lars says, "yall?" I ask, laughing, "you and sydneys fault" he puts his hands up in the hair, "definitely not" Sydney glares at him.

"Oh and can yall be more quiet when you're having sex?" I ask them, taking a drink of my water, "you'll get it when you and kirk have sex" lars says, James agrees.

"What about me?" Kirk walks up behind me, getting a water, "I said that you and val will know what it's like to be loud having sex because she's focking complaining about us being loud!" Lars says, "well you guys are loud" kirk says, siting next to me.

"I keep my statement stated" lars nodds, "okay then" I shrug.

He's so werid.

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I listen to "bohemian rhapsody" by queen, playing loudly on the record.

Nothing really matters, to me..

I love this song, do I know what it means? No. Nobody does, Freddie said that everybody takes it how they think it is, I stand by that.

"Do you like that song?" Kirk laughs, "yes duh?" I look at him, laughing.

"Hey whens you're birthday?" He asks, sitting infrount of me on the booth, "it's June 25th, 1963" I smile, "really? I thought it was July 25 honestly" kirk shrugs.

"Can't remember my own birthday?" I gasp, taking my hand to my heart, "no, okay, I'm sorry, but you don't even know mine!" He laughs, "oh yeah? November 18th, 1962" I look at him, he looks shocked.

"How?" Kirk looks at me, "don't know" I shrug, going to take the record off of the player.

James walks into the room, kirk turns to him, "james, whens my birthday?" Kirk asks, "uhh, Oct- no, November, 16th, no 17th, wait no 18th! Yeah of uh '62?" James grabs a water and sits infront of kirk.

"Man you got confused so much on that" kirk shakes his head, I walk over and sit by kirk, "okay then asks val" James gestures to me.

"He already asks me, it's November 18th, 1962" I shrug, "how?" James asks, "good memory I guess" I smile.
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