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He finally does it.
"I can't do this anymore, Roger. I'm sorry. I can't have you keep shooting down my stuff and keep playing."
Roger looks up at him, slowly, almost like he can see inside Taylor's head. He wouldn't be suprised. Roger's always been good at reading him. "What?"
"I quit."
There's a long pause before anything else happens. Roger plays a few notes on his guitar and frowns. They don't sound good to him. They don't sound good to Taylor either.
"You can't quit the band." He says, while looking at his guitar.
"I can, I will, and I am. I can't have you keep not playing my stuff. I'm growing out of the punk rock phase. Like the rest of the world is. I'm moving on, and you aren't. It's not working." It took a lot of thought and effort to say those words. But he knows Roger won't understand how much, really. Roger's never been good at understanding.
"Fine."
What?
Taylor stands, stunned for a second, then looks up from his bass to Roger. "What?"
"Go. Leave. Fine. I get it."
Taylor figures he might as well take the oppertunity. He takes his amp, his bass, and leaves.
What now?
"I can't do this anymore, Roger. I'm sorry. I can't have you keep shooting down my stuff and keep playing."
Roger looks up at him, slowly, almost like he can see inside Taylor's head. He wouldn't be suprised. Roger's always been good at reading him. "What?"
"I quit."
There's a long pause before anything else happens. Roger plays a few notes on his guitar and frowns. They don't sound good to him. They don't sound good to Taylor either.
"You can't quit the band." He says, while looking at his guitar.
"I can, I will, and I am. I can't have you keep not playing my stuff. I'm growing out of the punk rock phase. Like the rest of the world is. I'm moving on, and you aren't. It's not working." It took a lot of thought and effort to say those words. But he knows Roger won't understand how much, really. Roger's never been good at understanding.
"Fine."
What?
Taylor stands, stunned for a second, then looks up from his bass to Roger. "What?"
"Go. Leave. Fine. I get it."
Taylor figures he might as well take the oppertunity. He takes his amp, his bass, and leaves.
What now?