I Never Take The Muses I Write Seriously Lmao - Blog Posts

she  listens  carefully,  repeating  the  names  a  couple  times  in  her  mind  –  despite  her  desires  to  become  an  actress,  she's  still  struggling  with  remembering  words.  luckily,  she  has  eddie  by  her  side,  which  is  more  than  she  could've  ever  asked  for.  sure,  there  were  many  important  aspects  she  should  prioritize,  but  the  little  family  she  has  made  along  the  way  –  with  individuals  she  once  passed  as  mere  strangers  –  was  far  beyond  anything  else.  she  offers  a  nod  in  response,  whilst  her  eyes  focused  on  a  dead  point  –  this  phenomena  tends  to  occur  quite  often  lately,  it  seems  –  but  nonetheless,  her  gaze  flickered  back  towards  him.

"  that'd  be  amazing!  "    she  utters,  rims  of  her  pink  pout  twisting  upward,    "  thank  you,  eddie.  but  oh,  i  could  paint  you  cassettes  in  return,  while  you  work  on  the  tracks.  how's  that  sound?  "    she  queries,  taking  one  last  scan  at  eddie  before  immersing  into  her  own  world,  where  ideas  flash  before  her  very  own  eyes  –  barbie  could  customize  some  tapes  for  eddie,  if  he  agrees  to  it.

"  what  was  your  band's  name  again?  "    barbie  could  swear  the  name  had  some  objects  she  could  potentially  use  in  her  little  arts  and  crafts  rendezvous.  "  corroborate  coffee?  "    tonality  reaches  a  high  pitch  as  her  question  comes  to  an  end,  clearly  not  confident  in  her  response.

eddie is immediately caught off guard as her arms wrap around him, freezing for a moment before awkwardly returning the embrace && smiling softly, "no problem." a mumble, as he closely watches her reveal the vibrant cassette. && he's gotta admit, it's impressive, even if it's not exactly his color palette of choice. she's made it her own. "shit, that's pretty cool," eyes lighting up as he gently takes the tape, examining the design like it's a piece of art — it is.

"suggestions?? uh — " maybe throwing out iron maiden && motorhead as suggestions can wait for another day. his personal preference in music is set aside as he thinks of artists catered more to barbie's current taste.

"well, if you end up liking madonna, you'll probably like blondie. they're pretty catchy, actually. && i guess there's the bangles too." even when it's not his own style, he's clearly got a sense of enthusiasm discussing music && recommendations for her. "i could make you one of these." the tape is handed back, not before taking one last glance at her design. "like, custom tracks. && you could paint it, y'know with the artistic flair you've got going on."