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Who: November and Hawthorne
Where: November's house in Lake George
When: In the wee hours of Sunday morning/Saturday night
What: No is all alone in her house and can't sleep so she texts her bud Manney for company, lo and behold she tested the wrong Nikitin and ended up with Thorny instead.
Rating: SFW
November, not for the first time, had the house all to herself for the weekend. Her mom and brother had gone to visit her sister at school and her dad was on tour again. As much as she enjoyed the quiet during the day on Saturday she hated the creepy feeling at night. She had tried tea and reading but she just couldn't sleep without waking up a few seconds later with a fright. Finally she texted Manney and asked him to come over to keep him company. She was a little curious about his last stumbled text but didn't put too much thought into it as she stretched her legs and sighed quietly, just waiting for her friend to arrive.
Where: November's house in Lake George
When: In the wee hours of Sunday morning/Saturday night
What: No is all alone in her house and can't sleep so she texts her bud Manney for company, lo and behold she tested the wrong Nikitin and ended up with Thorny instead.
Rating: SFW
November, not for the first time, had the house all to herself for the weekend. Her mom and brother had gone to visit her sister at school and her dad was on tour again. As much as she enjoyed the quiet during the day on Saturday she hated the creepy feeling at night. She had tried tea and reading but she just couldn't sleep without waking up a few seconds later with a fright. Finally she texted Manney and asked him to come over to keep him company. She was a little curious about his last stumbled text but didn't put too much thought into it as she stretched her legs and sighed quietly, just waiting for her friend to arrive.
November was relieved when he didn't pick up that Eric Hall and her dad were one in the same. Sometimes she contemplated changing her last name to just escape it. "Yeah, I mean, they're alright," she shrugged, she began softly playing one of the riffs from the album he was talking about.
She grinned when he pushed at her guitar. "It takes a very manly man to confidently play a leopard print guitar." November couldn't help but laugh at his choice in guitar. "Of course you had to pick my very first guitar to play. I had a pink phase when I was a kid," she blushed a little.
"Do you know Two Dimes for a Dollar?" he asked. It was one of his favorite Lids songs. He started with the bass line, remembered he was playing an electric and then switched to the guitar line.
He beamed at her. "I've got confidence in spades!" he exclaimed. "Oh man. It's like... An honor or something." Now that he was looking at it the guitar was a little small. It didn't impede his playing though and he thrashed happily onward.
"Of course I know Two Dimes for a Dollar," she grinned, still staring at her guitar, she started playing along with him. "Instant classic I think."
"That's pretty obvious," she laughed. She wasn't sure she knew anyone else who was as okay with themselves as Thorny was. She had to admit that was one of the most attractive things about him. "I have to admit it's never been so thrashed," she grinned.
Then he was playing the song with her, happily strumming. "Beyond instant classic. Anthem for a generation."
"Do you need me to turn it down? Am I rocking out at a pretentious volume?"
November couldn't help but giggle away at his comment. The thought that a song her dad wrote was an anthem for a generation? It was a little nuts. "Right?"
"No, no, not at all," she said hurriedly. "I like it," to prove her point she played a little louder. She hated being alone and the louder the room was, the more it felt like everyone was home.