talk to me; | robin skinner/cavetown

[forty-four]

[mrs. cold - kings of convenience]

i heard a buzz coming from robin's phone as i woke up from his bed. curious, i took his phone from the table then saw that the alarm was on. i turned it off since i've already woken up from it.

robin was still beside me, with his arms wrapped around me, asleep. i checked at the time then realised it was five o' clock in the morning. meaning, we had to start getting ready for the show.

“robin,” i whispered. “robin, wake up.” i said as i tapped his head. robin furrowed his eyebrows then moaned, still not waking up. i shook my head then got up from robin's bed.

connor told us yesterday that we had to get up early since we had to do some sound checks in the venue. the venue was a ride away from the hotel, so we had to start packing up.

“robin, get up...” i called once more but robin was still asleep. i groaned then took a pillow from my bed. “robin, wake up! cuckoo!” i exclaimed as i was smacking robin with the pillow. robin started to laugh. “robin!”

“just five more minutes,” robin responded then started to hug a pillow.

“we need to be in the abbey early,” i groaned as i started to pull robin's arm. “robbie, i swear to god, would you please get up?”

“but i still don't want to...” robin whined whilst crossing his arms.

“please?”

“no,”

“now.” i said sternly as i threw the pillow away.

“make me,” robin smirked.

“wow, ha ha, very funny...” i sneeringly replied, rolling my eyes. “i'm gonna start packing and get ready for the show.”

“fine, okay, i'm up.” robin abruptly stood up from his bed, making some of the pillows fall on the floor. “i was just playing around, don't be mad...”

“i'm not,” i responded as i tried to find clothes from my luggage. “i mean, i just woke up, so...” i shook my head then chuckled. robin then sat beside me then gave another hug.

“i'm sorry, bunbun.” robin frowned.

“calm down, you're okay.” i replied, making him pull away from the hug. i then found a yellow coloured, comfy-looking shirt that said let the good times roll and a pair of jeans. “this seems bright enough...” i shrugged then closed the luggage.

“you'll look good with anything,” robin said as he sat back down on his bed. “but you'd look greater if you're with me...” i heard robin mutter.

“what did you say?” i questioned.

“i said you'll look greater if you wear them right now!” robin exclaimed. “hurry up, we need to get down and go to the venue.”

“i'm gonna go to the restroom, seeya' later...” i ran inside the restroom then started prepping myself for the show.

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after all of us had checked out the hotel and ate breakfast, we went straight to the venue by riding the tour bus. it wasn't that big or small, but the bus was pretty spacious.

as i stepped out from the bus, nervousness and excitement started to kick inside me. which made my palms sweaty, knees weak, arms heavy; you name it. i tried to calm myself down by breathing.

“wow,” my jaw dropped as i saw what the venue looked like inside. “is this– is this really happening?” i questioned myself. robin just laughed at me since i was acting like as if i had saw a double rainbow. i was still shook.