Self-titled (Debut)

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I have been commanded to post this here by queenofalostart. I bow to her will.

Title: Self-titled (Debut)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not real.
Word count: 130 is my magic number



Billy is classically trained and likes to sing Sinatra in the shower. He rolls the Rs—sometimes on purpose, but mostly as a matter of course. And his voice floats through the flat with the steam and shampoo smells, tripping down the hallway on a Sunday afternoon.

Dom...Dom is all syncopation and Iggy Pop. Frenetic, with a lust for life. Drums and a riff that just won’t let go. Best when loud, better with the windows down at seventy-five on the M16 heading north.

Together, they are a study in uncommon harmony. The sort that makes your father cringe and reach for Steely Dan. The sort that goes largely unnoticed and flourishes in the underground scene. The sort that makes your feet move, even when you want to be still.