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“Hang on . . . is this not the way to the judging panel?”

La Voix

HOW DID YOU KNOW THIS WAS THE KYRANADE IM SCREAMING???

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As romantic as it would've been to say that Kyran looked perfect in her sleep, that wasn't the case. She wasn't an angel, sent down to lull her back into a peaceful slumber. No, she was eating her own hair, snoring up a storm, and contorted around the blankets in the least graceful way possible. Half-nakedness and all this aside, she did seem quite comfortable. 

And, really, that was the problem. She was comfortable in Marmalade's bed. And Marm was quite comfortable watching her sleep, reaching out and swiping a lock of hair from her face just to prolong that moment. It was a problem, but it didn't feel like it right then, not when she could see one of Kyran's tattoos poking out from under the sheets, the one she’d worshipped with her mouth just hours prior.

It was a tattoo that Kyran had gotten back before everything. One she showed off at the old record store to get Marmalade’s attention, like a kid in the schoolyard showing off how fast they could run. She actually found it charming. It was a lineart drawing of a guitar, specifically the guitar that some famous English rock star apparently used in all his shows, but Marm didn't really care. All that she cared about was how Kyran's face lit up when she finally caved and asked what the story was behind it. 

They talked for hours after that, and Marmalade remembered the exact moment where she knew she was screwed. It was when Kyran, confidence clearly growing, leaned onto the desk that separated them and asked if she'd ever gone on a date with a rock star. When Marm rolled her eyes and said obviously not, that was when it happened; Kyran grinned and pulled a ticket out of her pocket, slowly sliding it towards her. It was pretty shabby, clearly from a local bar who took a chance on a group of unknowns, but, god, did it work on her. Kyran left after that, but she left smiling and slightly giddy, which Marmalade found made up for the fact that she was gone so soon.

"Kyran and the Things – Live!"