Evening Sun

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I'm pleased to watch you dance alone...

- Evening Sun, First Impressions Of Earth

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Frequency split the silence. My guitar wailed out. I heard Aña bustle through the doors with new equipment.

"YO BITCH, HELP ME WITH THIS AMP!!!!" Aña yelled.

"COOOOOOMINNGGGGG!" I yelled back.

Aña stood at the door with bags over her shoulders, two amps in her strong arms, and a chord in her mouth.

"Lily hurry up!" Aña muffled.

"Yep doing that." I snatched the amp out of her left hand and a duffle bag off her shoulder.

"Uh now I can breathe."

I ran up to our 'music loft' to drop our stuff. I came down stairs to see Aña slow as a turtle traveling up the stairs.

"Hurry up your slow ass, we've got shit to do." I complained.

"Help me if you can't wait." She whined.

I grabbed the amp and chord out of her mouth.

Today was recording day, our second album is currently in the process of recording. So far we have 7 songs ready for our album, 4 more needed to be recorded and written.

"Alright, so, we really need to haul our asses over to RCA, then get track 8 recorded at Mike's studio, and then we-" I cut her off before she would delay us with her long lists.

"Dude, let's just go record first then go to RCA." I summed up.

We locked our shared apartment and ran quickly down the stairs, guitar, bass, and sticks in hand.

We walked down to the train tunnel and flooded into the f train with others.

"OH MY GOD ITS LILY LEE!!!!!" I heard a scream.

"DUDE LOOK AÑA!!!!" More fans piled up in front of us, shoving sharpies, arms, vinyls, and paper in our faces to be signed.

"Oh hi, yeah I'll sign that, yep sure, happy listening, great, no I will not marry you." The usual responses to our fans when we get mobbed.

Aña was separated from a crowd of boys wanting to get in her pants. Some girls were over there too, but most of the crowd were pervs.

"Haha, hey perv magnet!" I teased once we were released.

"Shut up you slut, there were way more guys lookin' at your ass." Aña defended.

"HA, when you mean guys, do you mean that garbage bin ova there?!"

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We finally reached our friend Mike's recording studio.

Loud guitars and drums split the air as we walked into the recording room. A band was wrapping up their songs and our equipment was being checked.

"Eeey Aña an' Lil'!" Mike hugged us.

"Hahaha, dude we just saw you yesterday." I giggled.

"I know, and you two are both even more gorgeous!" Mike pretended to flirt.

He couldn't possibly date us, he has kids and a wife that he absolutely loves.

"So we brought our instruments today, so don't fuss about tuning the house instruments." Aña put down her drum sticks on the floor Tom of a drum set.

"Oh sorry, am I in your territory?" a cool voice appeared behind me.

When I turned around, I saw Fabrizio Moretti, drummer of Aña and i's FAVORITE band.

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