And then, suddenly, they are. The band quickens pace, the music becomes all drums and guitar riffs, the singer switches from a smokey croon to a rough wail.
Hannah steps back slightly, her hands slide from his hair along his cheeks, and then drop to his shoulders.
She spends a long moment trying to think of something to say, before settling for "Hi," and then looks away, laughing.
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Date: 2007-02-01 09:55 pm (UTC)Hannah steps back slightly, her hands slide from his hair along his cheeks, and then drop to his shoulders.
She spends a long moment trying to think of something to say, before settling for "Hi," and then looks away, laughing.