<font color=huntergreen> His eyes moved around the place as he sang, his brow furrowed as he didn't see her but then a slight smile crossed his face as he saw her at the bar. Discreetly, he dropped one lid in a wink, before he focused back on the guitar riff he was playing with a fervor. A smile played on his lips - he loved performing, it was what called to him, not the fame, the energy that came from being in front of a group of people that screamed for you - it was an amazing rush even better then any of the drugs he was on at any random time. </font color> -- RD Future: The Boardwalk

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