While Sam disappeared into the confessional, Harry sensed the end was nigh and started to drum his hands on the arm rests of his chair. He heard Sam whispering but he couldn't make anything out. Tragic.
"Hear the sound of the falling rain. Coming down like an Armageddon flame. Hey! The shame, the ones who died without a name. Hear the dogs howling out of key to a hymn called "Faith and Misery" and bleed, the company lost the war today." Harry sang obnoxiously, loudly, just wanting to distract Sam with a song that meant something to him and Sam once. Drunk, listening to music, experiencing rock for the first time.
Harry had paid excessive amounts to take Sam to Green Day, insisting he had to experience his first concert in person. "I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives."
He licked his tongue and remembered what it was like, standing among a sweaty mass of people, his forehead pressed against Sam's as he looked deep into his eyes and then kissed him. Dismissed it as fun, nothing more. Ah, to be human and so very weak.
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"Hear the sound of the falling rain. Coming down like an Armageddon flame. Hey! The shame, the ones who died without a name. Hear the dogs howling out of key to a hymn called "Faith and Misery" and bleed, the company lost the war today." Harry sang obnoxiously, loudly, just wanting to distract Sam with a song that meant something to him and Sam once. Drunk, listening to music, experiencing rock for the first time.
Harry had paid excessive amounts to take Sam to Green Day, insisting he had to experience his first concert in person. "I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives."
He licked his tongue and remembered what it was like, standing among a sweaty mass of people, his forehead pressed against Sam's as he looked deep into his eyes and then kissed him. Dismissed it as fun, nothing more. Ah, to be human and so very weak.