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[bearshermark]

Okay but what if beach party


edit: like at sundown, bonfire style
edit 2: rockaway beach
edit 3: may 31st? weather permitting

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[traceofeffort]

I can't take credit for stuff the other me did. That just feels... wrong. And she didn't play the guitar anyway, so I'm having to do all this myself. She knows what it SOUNDS like - I do too - but it's just not the same. I've been practicing, but... it's daunting, y'know? Just BECAUSE they were good. I keep wondering if I'm good enough to play this.

[bearshermark]

You've got latent talent though, I'm sure. And you're definitely good enough. Besides, it's looking like it'll only be a handful of people anyway. I can't wait to hear you play.

[traceofeffort]

[Hah. Latent talent. If she had that she'd have a record deal by now. But... even so, he's so earnest she can't help but smile.]

Dammit, Elliott, I was being broody over here and you just had to come in and reassure me. Thank you. I'm gonna work hard and try to bring Roselia's sound to life, in my own way.

[bearshermark]

That's my job!

And I know you definitely will. I'm sure of it.

[traceofeffort]

I forget how good you are at it sometimes. But hey, someday I'll be the one in your corner! I'm hoping it's someday soon.

I'm gonna keep your hopes in my heart, though. Confidence or not, I'm gonna need all the help I can get.

[bearshermark]

Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

[traceofeffort]

You'll be the first to know. Well, most likely. If I need clothing advice you probably won't be on the list.

[bearshermark]

Fair play.