You loved Tamara. She was so innocent and cute. She just had the cutest face. Her voice was so smooth and pure. You loved to sing. You got out your guitar from under your bed and tuned it. You were bored so, you'd sing something you adore....
I may not live to see our glory...
But I will gladly join the fight....
And when our children tell our story....
They'll tell the story of tonight.
Let's have another round tonight
Let's have another round tonight
Let's have another round tonight
Raise a glass to freedom...
Something they can never take away...
No matter what they tell you....
Raise a glass to the four of us...
Tomorrow there'll be more of us...
Telling the story of tonight...
They'll tell the story of tonight...
Raise a glass to freedom...
Something they can never take away...
No matter what they tell you....
Let's have another round tonight...
Raise a glass to the four of us...
Tomorrow there'll be more of us...
Telling the story of tonight...
Let's have another round tonight....
They'll tell the story of tonight...
Raise a glass to freedom...
They'll tell the story of tonight....
They'll tell the story of tonight...
They'll tell the story of toniiiiiiight....
However, you were still bored. So, you tried to rationalise on what you are capable of doing next. You went to the kitchen and since no one was home, you just walked around without a care. Then, you heard your song on your phone. It was on SoundCloud, somehow.
You sang along.
There's nothing rich folks loved more than going downtown and slummen' it with the poor. They pull up in their carriage and gawk at the students in the common just to watch em talk. Take Philip Schuyler, the man is loaded. Uh-oh! But little did he know that his daughters
Peggy
Angelica
Eliza
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at
Work! Work!
"Angelica~"
Work! Work!
"Eliza~"
"And Peggy!"
You turn around in shock. You thought you were the only one home. No, Tamara was there, too. The song continued in the background but you didn't care. You looked around for the quickest way to leave. The door? Your face erupted in crimson. Your crush caught you singing........
You ran to your room and slammed the door and his under your pillow. You screamed into it from ear exploder 9000. You heard the door open and didn't dare look up and meet Tamara's adorable eyes/sockets. But, you couldn't resist. Not after you felt the bed shift and you look up, and meet her gentle gaze. She had a prominent blush as she grabbed your face and pulled you in a kiss.
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