"I
hate this waiting around crap," Goner said to break the silence.
Goner
tapped his fingers on the dashboard, which seemed to be a nervous
habit. Max didn't mind though since he was running a techno-themed
beat through his head.
The
music in his head was slowly turning the waiting game into a music
video. He was seeing the world as if through the director's eyes of
Michel Gondry.
Technicoloured
and ready to face the world. He was ready to face a musical future.
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