 Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Awar settled herself into a chair, still a little bit shaky from the embarrassing kissing booth fiasco, and kicked back to watch the crowd and the band playing.
The Dead Kneazles. Nice.
They were playing rather fantastic songs. So far, they were all songs she and Manolo heard their father play when they were young.
She closed her eyes and swayed to the music, "...and just stay here in this moment for the rest of timeee..." |