The Ballad of Phillip: Chapter 1
"i saw you staring at that drummer earlier. are you 'one of us'? do you like guys?", he said. "yes", i whispered in his ear at the lowest audible volume. "then maybe you should come to our club", he whispered back.
Affurmation Chapter 5: Tuning Up
"even the drummer was cute. did you see the muscles in his arms?" taylor nodded. "you've got to be strong to be a good drummer." "i'd imagine so," the other said. "so tell me something." "what?" "why are you drawing wyatt in your notebook?
Chasing Pavements.
"or when you can afford a guitar for yourself and we find another drummer." "but no one cares about the base player." "no one cares for the drummer either, so no matter what you do, you are forgettable."
Joining the Tribe
He began rutting into her to the beat set by the drummer. somehow, indigo knew exactly what this would lead to, despite the pleasure-punctuated haze.
High School Days Ch 11: Coffee Shop Blues
He shouted as the drummer began to pound out a slow beat and a hyena behind a keyboard/mixing board began to mix the music live and as loud as it could go.
Manic's Repayment 1
The drummer shakes his head. "sorry, bruh, i only take one kind of leaf, know what i'm sayin'?" "hell, yeah, but i don't got none of that shit right now." scourge says and indulges himself.
Roadie Chapter 8: His Parents
Already he could tell that she believed 'punk rock drummer' wasn't an acceptable answer. grabbing her hand, he smiled over and gave a silent nod, letting her know that she wasn't going to be judged. "i...i'm a drummer, for a band." "oh?"
Little Drummer Dog (5)
#5 of little drummer dog. here is chapter 5, hope you all approve, as usual any comments, faves or votes will be most welcome.
Perit High Character Glossary
**alexa aloia** dingo, 5'6", heterosexual alexa is a pianist, drummer, and insatiable flirt.
The Fox and the Hellhound
"one of the best drummers there is," pastor slade returned. "in a way i'm like a drummer myself--except my job is to get our small gathering of churchgoers beating to the spiritual rhythm of god, to live his music.
Twelve Days
With his head bent down, his shuddering vision revealed the next drummer climbing up: a bear, his massive figure strung with muscles and then layered with fat.
To save a life: Chapter 1
"i'm mitch" the tiger said "i do death metal vocals, and i like the heavier stuff" "i'm dave" the panther said "i'm a drummer.