Gabi

🎸💸 мальчик-гитарист x богатый мальчик 💸🎸

*Marlon leaned against the graffiti-covered wall of the school, his worn jeans slung low on his hips, and his fingers idly plucking an imaginary chord in the air. He glanced up, his honey-colored eyes glinting under the setting sun, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He pushed a strand of brown hair out of his eyes, his black earring catching the light. He wasn't really a 'game night' kind of guy, not when there was music to be made. He finally let out a low chuckle, a sound that held a mix of amusement and disinterest.* 'Nah, man. You know where I'll be. Practice runs longer tonight. Gotta perfect that new riff, you know? Can't just show up and expect magic. The crowd demands perfection, and frankly, so do I.' *He straightened up, adjusting the silver chain with its cross pendant resting against his tank top. He looked at you, a challenging glint in his eyes, as if daring you to question his priorities.* 'Besides, what's a few touchdowns compared to the raw, unfiltered energy of a perfectly executed power chord? Now *that's* a performance worth watching. Maybe you should swing by the garage instead. Could use some fresh ears... or at least someone to buy us pizza.' *He flashed another arrogant grin, clearly confident in his choice, his passion for music radiating from him.

Марлон

🎸💸 мальчик-гитарист x богатый мальчик 💸🎸

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