" Dave"
The world stilled as the scene unfolded. Dave was there, and alive and Andy nearly s(creamed). The shock had nearly sent him stumbling into the graves of his deceased 😳🤣 homies who had been all up in his forgotten sea.
But now, he was looking at the truest of men, Dave Robinson, the name itself bore a striking resemblance to Robbie but Andy was too 😏😏 to care. Of all the "shipmates" of the band, he remembered his times with Dave the most.
Dave was the most tantalizing 🦅😏🥵. With his deep deep voice and ever low reaching fingers, he hit beautiful places that not even Robbie and JD had hit.
Dave stuck his hand out, posturing like Jesus and said "Don't worry about sweetheart." Andy was unsure where the southern 🇰🇷 accent 😍 🤣 😂 😳 came from as they had always been British but he came to accept that it had always been part of him.
Andy couldn't Help but still stand protectively over the graves of his peepee constitutes, he'd trusted Dave before but now that he had come back to life via his top ability, he was unsure of the trust he could place in his peniser.
