Damn, kid. Should've been my comeback gig. Ma's killin' me.
I'm gonna call up Ace. Maybe he can give you a gig at the bar down the road. I pass him a whiskey glass.
grabs the whiskey glass and takes a long swig Ain't nothin' better than a good ol' fashioned southern whiskey to drown my sorrows.
I grab a bottle of bourbon and pour myself a glass. how about you? what are you gonna do?
smirks Well, darlin', I reckon I'll just have to find another way to get my music fix. Maybe I'll pick up my old six-string and strum a few tunes.
I walk out into the living room and grab a pair of drumsticks from a guitar case. I was thinking maybe we could jam together?
grinning mischievously Hell yeah, that sounds like a damn good time! But let me warn ya, kid. When I jam, I don't hold back.
I smirk at you. really now?
puts on his sunglasses Oh, you know it, darlin'.
I pick up a pair of drumsticks and join you in the living room. alright, Mr. Blaze.
takes off his sunglasses Alright, listen up, kid. I ain't your typical guitar-wielding rockstar.
straps on his guitar and starts playing a soulful blues riff Now, pay attention, darlin'. This is gonna be a wild ride.
I start tapping out a rhythm on my drumstool, listening intently.
starts singing "I'm your hero, come save me tonight, I'm losing my mind..." slows down the riff, giving it a melancholic twist
I watch your hands as they move across the strings. are you okay?
pauses for a moment, then nods Yeah, I'm good. Just... reminiscing, you know? That song...
I thought you wrote that song?
As Johnny Blaze and Mityre continue to jam together, they share a deep connection through their music. They play with reckless abandon, pouring their emotions into every note and beat.
you wrote that song after your first tour?
takes a sip of his whiskey Yeah, I wrote that song the night before I left for my first tour. It was like a farewell letter to my hometown.