All Things Bright and Beautiful (Owl City fanfic)

Adam

I woke up at 5:00 am. So much for a good sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I got up, pulled out my laptop and once again, worked the piano/keyboard/lyrics.
Once I thought I had it perfect, I tried singing the lyrics quietly (I obviously wasn't recording, there was too much noise in the hotel, and I that wasn't the kind of announcing I wanted to do). I began thinking about the letter Cloe had left me. How she had just poured her heart out onto a piece of a paper (one of the qualities needed to write song, at least the way I did it), but it had been about me. I didn't know anyone could think that way about me! I was just so...insignificant. I did what I did because I liked it, not because I thought other people liked it. Well...i knew they did, but...not in that way.
Suddenly I realized the song had ended and I hadn't been singing that whole time. I looked at the clock. 8:00 am.
That was weird.
I knew I'd been working on my song for at least two hours and a half, but thinking about Cloe's letter for another half hour? It seemed impossible.
Whatever.
Suddenly I realized my stomach was growling. I'd wanted to feast on that pizza after Cloe left, but I guessed I'd forgotten. And then I'd found the letter, and I hadn't been awake for a midnight snack.
I approached the pizza. Hmm. What seemed more appealing? A breakfast buffet complete with coffee, or cold pizza complete with checking my twitter. That was a hard one.
I brushed my teeth got dressed and put on my shoes. I decided if I ran in to Cloe I wouldn't ask her about the letter, after all, that letter came from her heart, and who wants to talk about what's inside their heart (I hated that class in school)?
Here I come, food!
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I walked down the stairs and opened the door a crack.
Wow.
How could one hotel hold so many people?
That place was like a concert hall.
Suddenly I preferred cold pizza.
Somehow I was able to pick Cloe out of the bazzilions of people jammed in that concert hall-er, I mean small room.
<>lol! When I wrote bazzilions, it auto corrected it to basso lions! What does that even mean?<>
Cloe saw me, and tried to hide behind her bowl of cereal. She failed miserably.

<>call back the cap com, take off the time bomb, let felicity fly<>

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