Working For The Weekend
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80s DR/fic "The Gang" Have known eachother for a long time. Most of them friends since emementry school! Friends To lovers or even Strangers to Lovers.. Through the bumpy road of life, they stay friends. Barley getting by at first with trashy jobs that pay barley anything, high School dropouts with no money, just eachother. Rock isant all guitars and girls, its much more, like a family. Living in their small town, its hard to be reconized, you gotta rock your way to the top to even get a shot at making it big! Dreaming at night of getting a good job, a record deal, or even making it on MTV! As always theyre Working For The Weekend! (ive tried to keep this as close to the time period so please dont bash me if I mess somthing up) [some parts are slow burn some burn fast]
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