I click on the song I recently did a cover on, “Yellow” by Coldplay. She comes out and gasps from behind me, and when I pivot to look at her, I don’t blink or breathe. She’s out of the angel costume, and now wearing the black jumper I gave her and wow, she looks lovely. “Did you just willingly put on Haptic?” “I don’t want to hear it.” I will myself to stop staring at her and grab the pizza from the dining table. She pretends to zip her lips and hums along. “God, I love this song. He must’ve just posted this.” I know she does. She mentioned it once and said she’d love Haptic to cover it. So
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