Y/n pov
It's 2 pm and I'm drawing listening to World is mine. I don't what to write the music soaks into my brain and I end up drawing Miku, I do as I always and stare at it until I see imperfections but I see none
"Wow that's rare."
At this point I listened to like 21 songs and my playlist changed to another artist the first 5 seconds played and I was feeling the music but then it paused
"What?"
I check to see if my wife was acting bad again but I see my phone literally pausing the video and searching another Hatsune Miku song. I was about to shut my phone when I hear "Hey! Wait!"
"What?"
"Don't shut me off please!"
"Am i high or what?"
Miku giggles
"Your not high but I don't wanna be out of business!"
"Little to no people listen to me anymore.."
"Oh well it's not like I can't keep listening to you forever"
"What else do I do?"
"Well....I have an unused beat because my friend had a useless dream of being a musical artist, try with that?"
"Hm, close your eyes"
I closed my eyes
"Mmmm open!"
I open my eyes and I see blue dust and a blue circle
"Miku in your area!"
"I'm really looking at real Hatsune fucking Miku"
"Anyway let me hear that beat."
Miku pov cause why not
I'm just hoping this beat is good enough for a song
Then I listen
"WOW" "THIS IS AMAZING"
"Huh really?"
"Yeah!"
Yeah this is my first story I'll make more of people actually read this
