Love is the messege(not!)

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Right as I entered the premises, I was greeted by Dahvie, "Jayy, awesome! You're here!" he hugged me, it was his usual bear hug. I swear, sometimes Dahvie is just too adorable. He was dressed in the usual Blood on the Dance Floor t-shirt and skin tight leopard leggings. And he's the straight one.

I've always wondered why he dressed like that. I mean sure, he was random, but it wasn't exactly who he was. I don't think anyone's true style could be leapord print leggings. I personally, feel as if I fit into my style quite well. I like stuff that shows skin. Whether it's jeans or shirts, everything is better ripped.

"Hey Dahvie, miss me? Happy I decided to just forget to even try to receive a high school education?"

"Pfffffft. Who needs High School when you're a rock star!"

I laughed, "What a positive message we are deciding to send to our fans."

Dahvie poked my face with his finger, "Awww, your laugh! How is it possible to be so adorable?"

I blushed, I couldn't help it. Whenever Dahvie says something like that or gives me a complement my face just heats up. I don't understand why, I don't have a crush on him. I guess it's just the way he says it, all cute. Well as cute as a grown man can get.

"Hey so should we begin to work on the song?" he asked. I nodded my head and followed him into the studio room.

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