𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗰.𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝐫

𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘆

july fifteenth

friday

You scanned over each record finally you and Connie were two your final two because you started with about sixteen thousand choices.

You insisted Summer Walker but Connie said no because that's depressing because her songs are about bad boyfriends, Connie then suggested some bachata but you said no because, because no.

So now you were down to Kali Uchis and Etta James, popular demand of Constance Springer, "Constance what is wrong with Melting? Lemme see how you dive into the lyrics this time." you crossed your arms as he looked at both the vinyl cover.

"Um I Would Rather Go Blind beats Melting by a long-shot and we've been hearing music like that all night so its fitting. Do you want to ruin that by using the analogy of melting ice cream Y/n?" he looked to you as he placed Melting back on the hook.

"Alright, fine, you win" you sat on the dark green satin couch. Running your fingers over the metal button dots on the side, but you stood at the back of Connie while he was pulling the record out.

"You don't know what you're doing do you?" you watched as he held the record carefully while lifting the counterweight slowly placing it down.

"Do you, Constance?" you think you heard a faint shush sound so you cocked your head back but then you heard it again and it was the sound of him moving the needle around.

PLAY IT NOWᰔ

When he finally got the needle on, a small staticky sound was made before the music began to flee from the mint colored record player. "You do know what you're doing!" you said with an impressed voice smacking his shoulder as he stood tall.

"Kind of" he said raising his shoulders along with his brows, "So what's the obsession with this song huh? Want me to say I'd rather go blind with out you? Is that it?" he looked to the side before nodding to you.

"Yup. Blind as a bat preferably" he looked to the buzzer than back at you, "Should start reciting soon, just saying stink." you rolled your eyes before leaning in to hug him, your bodies moved slowly to the strums of the drum.

"You know this song about cheating right?" you said into his neck, "Well obviously don't sing that part, I just want you to say you rather never see again then not be with me" you let a small laugh at his words because only he would say some shit like that.

"You sound crazy, but whatever, my lil crazy baldheaded man" he smacked his lips at your words before putting the buzzer to your back.

"See why you always gotta get on me like that, not even bald. I could grow it out if I wanted to." even when insulting him he found you lovely.

The old man found his way to the back room, allowing you two your moment. The people all understood that kind of moment, when nothing else matters, thats why with every building you entered, they attempted to make the moment more and more special.

Without realizing it was already as special as could be. "I don't wanna watch ya leave me baby" you brought your hand to the back of his neck. Oh he was gonna feel so bad for doing this to you.

In a matter of seconds the buzzer zapped your back causing you to jump, "Ah! Constance, if I throw you in the street ima be wrong?" he saw how you raised your hand to hit the back of your head and ran over to the door holding it open for you.