The quarrymen. Written for challenge #97, 'mp3.' Ten/Rose. There will always be music, wherever she goes.
She puts her hand against his chest, the double drumbeat. She's obviously thinking about it. Polyrhythmic. Faster than hers, and infinitely slower. Some songs only have three verses.
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Thank you!
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It feels like Christmas :)
As usual you--and they--are perfection.
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*hangs mistletoe*
Thank you so much.
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Thank you for reading!
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