𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

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33 ———— noah wilson's chaperone service

33 ———— noah wilson's chaperone service

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THE ENDING RIFF FOR SEX ON FIRE HAS ALWAYS BEEN SEBASTIANS FAVOURITE. sure his fingers were practically bleeding at this point since he dropped his pick, and didn't have an extra. sure, damian tried passing him one and he turned it down but yeah his fingers did start bleeding. he didn't care at this point, he didn't mind the sting.

after the song was finished he turned to look at the band. "don't matter next, yeah?" sebastian asked. 

"we haven't practiced that one enough." jules reminded him. 

"right, what was the follow up?" sebastian wondered. 

"little black submarines." noah nodded. 

"alright." sebastian understood, turning back over to the microphone.

"next up we've got little black submarine, by the black keys." sebastian smiled at the crowd. there were a couple cheers as damian began strumming his guitar behind the noirette. out of the group the crowd's favourite has been either damian or sebastian, most men completely fawned over the drummer, because what wasn't hot about a woman who can play drums?

sebastian's favourite part for this song was the transition between the slow beginning to the huge beat drop halfway through. he loved it when songs did that. he still think he sounded like shit to himself but apparently a lot of people enjoyed the sound of him singing, plus playing guitar was fun. even though he had to wait awhile before he could start playing.

noah leaned over and stuck a pick in sebastian's hand, giving the noirette a nod. "use it this time." he mumbled. sebastian just shook his head with an amused grin before continuing to sing. sebastian couldn't help but laugh when a random girl in the bar yelled 'fuck me' over the sound of his singing.

 "the fuck was that?" sebastian asked, before continuing. he continued to sing before he had to start playing. "that a broken heart is blind." sebastian sang the final line before the riff had to start, so he looked down at his guitar and the chords played through his mind.

it was always a unique feeling sebastian always loved when he played guitar, he loved the sound, the feeling when you successfully glide between each fret. the black keys was definitely one of sebastian's favourite bands, which said a lot because sebastian's very picky when it comes down to his music taste.

"treasure maps, fallen trees. operator please." sebastian dragged out the two lyrics — which slowed the song down a bit but the crowd applauded at the band's performance. when the song was done and it finished sebastian moved his hands to try and get the cramp out of his wrist. "fuck my fingers hurt." sebastian said, causing the crowd to laugh.

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