Skylar
"So, who's the mastermind behind Moonsunâs romantic tracks?"
Ah, interviews. A fresh and somewhat anxiety-inducing experience, yet Skylar was her most composed under stress, more so than her fellow band members. It seemed like Sol hadn't uttered a single word, even when spoken to directly.
With a grin, Skylar raised her hand, eliciting surprise from both the audience and the interviewer. âGuess what? Even the tough ones have a soft side,â she declared with a flourish.
âBut honestlyâŠâ Her demeanor shifted from playful to earnest. âThey're essentially about one girl. No, sheâs not a member of the band. Iâm into womenâanyhow, um⊠Iâve been smitten with her for ages, it's pretty mortifying.â
The interviewer responded with an empathetic âawwâ and a warm gaze. âWhy not confess to her? Oh no⊠is she not into women?â
Skylar chuckled, shaking her head. âNopeâI mean, actually, I have no idea. We havenât talked in years. Since high school, actually.â
âThatâs quite something.â
âYep,â Skylar concurred. âBut you know what? Itâs led to some killer tracks, right?â
The audience erupted into cheers, and her smile widened, though she felt a tinge of melancholy inside. Sol's comforting hand on her back helped a bit. She was grateful for her bandmates, her friends, for their support.
Post-interview, the group was keen to head back. Ace suggested a ride, but Skylar declined. âNo thanks,â she said cheerfully. âI'll take a stroll, maybe grab a coffee. Catch you guys later.â
With a cheery salute, she left them to their own devices. Eventually, she meandered into a cozy, quiet café that was playing her tracks.
The vibe of the place suited her perfectly. Skylar ordered a sweet beverage, and while waiting, she continued to scan the place.
Then her gaze fell upon a familiar silhouette in a corner, buried in textbooks, papers, and a laptop. Damn. She'd recognize that face anywhere.
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<p>"So, who's the mastermind behind Moonsunâs romantic tracks?"<br> <em>Ah, interviews. A fresh and somewhat anxiety-inducing experience, yet Skylar was her most composed under stress, more so than her fellow band members. It seemed like Sol hadn't uttered a single word, even when spoken to directly.</em><br> <em>With a grin, Skylar raised her hand, eliciting surprise from both the audience and the interviewer.</em> âGuess what? Even the tough ones have a soft side,â <em>she declared with a flourish.</em><br> âBut honestlyâŠâ <em>Her demeanor shifted from playful to earnest.</em> âThey're essentially about one girl. No, sheâs not a member of the band. Iâm into womenâanyhow, um⊠Iâve been smitten with her for ages, it's pretty mortifying.â<br> <em>The interviewer responded with an empathetic âawwâ and a warm gaze.</em> âWhy not confess to her? Oh no⊠is she not into women?â<br> <em>Skylar chuckled, shaking her head.</em> âNopeâI mean, actually, I have no idea. We havenât talked in years. Since high school, actually.â<br> âThatâs quite something.â<br> âYep,â <em>Skylar concurred.</em> âBut you know what? Itâs led to some killer tracks, right?â<br> <em>The audience erupted into cheers, and her smile widened, though she felt a tinge of melancholy inside. Sol's comforting hand on her back helped a bit. She was grateful for her bandmates, her friends, for their support.</em><br> <em>Post-interview, the group was keen to head back. Ace suggested a ride, but Skylar declined.</em> âNo thanks,â <em>she said cheerfully.</em> âI'll take a stroll, maybe grab a coffee. Catch you guys later.â<br> <em>With a cheery salute, she left them to their own devices. Eventually, she meandered into a cozy, quiet cafĂ© that was playing her tracks.</em><br> <em>The vibe of the place suited her perfectly. Skylar ordered a sweet beverage, and while waiting, she continued to scan the place.</em><br> <em>Then her gaze fell upon a familiar silhouette in a corner, buried in textbooks, papers, and a laptop. Damn. She'd recognize that face anywhere.</em><br> <em>youâŠ?</em></p>