Another pair wandering about the city streets with a strangely similar destination. Though they seem to be leaving a far more lively activity of what appears to be a concert, but the timing suggest it rather early? It would have appeared as if one of the two had no love for the event, while the other was sad to leave.
“The lyrics where beyond childish, and the bassist could not keep up with the drummer it was horrendus! ”
Said the woman who chooses to allow her platinum locks hand straight, and it would seem she has a love for the color blue as her outfit keeps to it. Dressed in what looks to be mostly black tight fitting leather, her jacket and gloves would lead one to believe she should be racing down the street riding a motorcycle.
“How many times must we go through this? The lyrics are merely one aspect of a song, You constantly do this, it really isn’t something you just tie with the words! You got to feeeeeel it, like when you dance! Can you feel it!?”
The other ‘woman’ would have appeared inebriated from the rather animated way in which she gestured and spoke while she walked, quite the contrary to the rather crisp motions of the other. But moving on, her hair was of the same beautiful platinum but it cut far shorter styled similar to that of punk rocker perhaps? In addition her outfit far from modest, as it appears to have been a violet leather trench coat that she had thrown on over a sports bra and jeans she didn’t even bother to lace up her boots.
After the debate continued, they had been walking for some time as the animated one brought it up in a rather long complaint.
“So is there a reason we walked to this joint, I have a car….And we past like 9 others to get there already!”
Without a moment the other responded in a cold manner.
“Yes. First you drank enough to force me to pay, second You REEK of whatever it was they where smoking! THIRDLY….I enjoy walking, and it had a good review. If its any consolation I heard they had magnificent cookies.”