CoronavirUs, a song about us.

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He bumped into her holding his cigarette that got broken with the tip that burned his wrist, and she bumped into him while she ripped that article about sex from her magazine.
He was angry, his anger got even more triggered, and nothing triggers a smoker's anger but his cigarette getting broken.
Yet she was too beautiful, she apoogized, but before even saying it, their eyes contacted.
And that eye contact was enough to tame his anger, and maybe trigger something else.
Meanwhile in the airport, there was a skinny junkie singer who was singing loudy these following words from the deepest point of his heart, as deep as how troubled the situation in Milan is:

Baby
Let's be a couple of kamikaze
Let's chase our dream
And die straight forward

You told me
You wanna work in a library in rome
Let us be, let's make it our home
Although it's empty.

Baby let's go to italy
And wander through its streets
Let's kiss everywhere, yet we'll die next.
Cause Wuhan bats brought us
Coronavirus.

Baby, I have nothing to lose
That's why I'm not afraid to wander here with you.
Fuck the quarantine, let's have a booze,
Let's make it the last moment between me and you.

Them bastards told us to avoid physical contact yeah!
Yet they contact more bodies than a whore!
Push me against Vatican's walls yeah!
And babygirl let's sin behind a closed door!

Baby let's go to italy
And wander through its streets
Let's kiss everywhere, yet we'll die next.
Cause Wuhan bats brought us
Coronavirus.

Baby, let's make noise in Milan,
Let's make the whole city hear about us.
Kiss me while we're on the floor as the virus comes towards us in a clan.
We'll get murdered by that virus.
It ain't stronger than us, yet it will kill us.
Coronavirus,
Let it be CoronavirUs.

In most of similar cliché love stories, they'd just apologize and run away wishing to meet each other once again, yet I'm not Guillaume Musso. This randomly met couple, matched by divine grace, shall kiss.

And so they did.

"If we don't leave this town, we might never make it out." He said.
"I loved this reference you made to The Lumineers, yet as long as you're here, I'm here. I'm your divine Tinder match." She said.

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