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0.4 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚, 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 ♬ ♬ ♬
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𝙉𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.
First, they were in an ambulance, then a black box and now Sunset Curve was free-falling.
The teenagers screamed, attempting to brace themselves before hitting the concrete ground.
The group collectively groaned as they thumped on the ground landing in a pile of limbs.
Nella was the first to speak, shoving Luke's legs off her torso, "Get off me, Lucas!"
"Woah, how did we get back here?" Luke turned towards his band mates followed by a look ahead.
Antonella gasped, locking eyes with a curly-haired teen around 16.
For a split second Nella believed she was eyeing her best friend, Rose looked exactly like that before puberty.
The teen girl started screaming, Sunset Curve screaming back. The girl's eyes widened in fear before she jetted out of the studio.
Reggie's hands found their way to Nella's hips, pulling her closer and into his chest.
"Hey! At least Alex isn't crying anymore," Luke pointed out, Reggie and Nella chuckling at the blond who huffed in annoyance.
Nella groaned, holding the side of her stomach, "Luke I think you knocked something out of place," she complained. The keyboard player just wanted to sit down and rest her body seeing as she ended up at the bottom of the dog pile.
Within seconds her body was sat on Luke's sofa. Reggie did a double take looking at the spot next to him and seeing it was empty.
