(Untitled)

[myboyfriendisa]

[Away from Halloween festivities and horrors, two teenagers are enjoying the night on a hillside overlooking the charming view of swamps. One of them is more musically inclined than the other, and neither have an instrument to sing along to, but they're trying.]

Your sound goes, ‘b-bmp, b-bmp, b-bmp

Comments

[listentomy]

If those are the words, then you sing them.

[inawarmocean]

... Ah! Basara-san!

[listentomy]

Yo, Ranka. You're making this guy sing?

[inawarmocean]

N-Not making but um...

[listentomy]

Ehh, then sharing your song, I mean.

[inawarmocean]

Yeah, that! I was surprised when he actually went along with it to be honest.

[listentomy]

Sooner or later, Ranka.

[inawarmocean]

Mm! He's doing good at it too!

[listentomy]

It's your song, isn't it?

[inawarmocean]

Uh-huh! It's from my new single!

[listentomy]

Your single.

[inawarmocean]

... Yes?

[listentomy]

What's it called? This song.

[inawarmocean]

Ah, Your Sound is its title.

[listentomy]

Oh?

[inawarmocean]

Yeah! It's a nice song.