@dandelionwritexs
There were some nights that Iris couldn’t shut her eyes. No matter how exhausted she might have been, there was no sleeping for her restless soul. So, there she was, sitting on the ratty old couch of their ratty old apartment, hours after their concert ended. The adrenaline rush meant that Iris was on a high. Not one of substance, but rather, of a crowd well milked out. And sleeping? Well, that was just out of the question.
So there she was, sitting on the couch, just doing nothing. For the first time in a long time. Until Callum came into the room, and she moved to make space for him. To him, she would always be Natalie. The plain, simple, songs in her head Natalie, who just wanted someone to see her creative vision and show her a way.
“So...what did you think about tonight? I mean, we could have definitely done some of our newer work, don’t you think?”
