You're My Medicine, When You're Closed To Me. (2Doc)

HALLELUJAH MONEY

Push it real, push it, push it,
Push it real, push it, push it,

Push it, push it real, push it,

This time it was pretty nice.
I start blending the notes on my keyboard until I introduce the new song and-

-Wow 2D! Great Job! I love this version!

I smile to her.
In that moment I hear someone knocking at the door.

Murdoc opens her and puts his arm around her waist, letting her sitting on our couch, where she hugs him and curls his hair while he's checking the notifications.
It was raining cats and dogs.
The drops of water aggressivly fell on the ground.
While we are talking about the performance, Mandy takes the word and says

-Guys tomorrow you got the show!

-emh... yeah.
I say

-What are you going to play!?

-A particular version of Kids with guns.
-Wow! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYS! Muds you never tell me anything! Well otherwise we use our freetime for other things. Am I right?

He smiles and he holds her hand for a second, then he  immediatly goes back to check the socials.

-Noodle Honey! I wanted to ask you a little thing! Is it okay?

Noodle with an annoyed face responds her
Of course my dear, tell me.

-what are you wearing tomorrow?

-ripped jeans,  pastel-blue fur coat and some necklaces... why?

-no it's just that... I quite liked your outfit for Baftas. But in general I would like to give you some of my suggestions!

-... excuse me?

-yeah! For exemple for the Jaguar's promo you could have wore something more... Egocentric!

If she could have strangled her she would have already done that.
But she has to contain herself.
She passes her hand on her forehead to obscure her disgusted face.

-Honey, I prefer to contain myself and to mantain my personal own style. Instead of ... emh.. exagerating.

-Yeah, but Sometimes a little bit of Egocentrism is all you need! Dont you want to be admired??

-I prefer to receive less looks,  but only the good ones.

-as you want!

Noodle  is going far away from her without screaming, while the princess is going back to her prince, whispering things in his ear that made his smile sometimes...

The Next day

-Too tight Noodle!! 
-Sorry! I'm unbottoning it a little bit.

She tells me while she lets the botton out of the cap of the shirt I wear.
It's quite early. We are gonna eprform around 11 am.
Too bloody early for me, why what are yoi expecting from a show called a coffee with Brad?

Noodle settles her dark hair in two dutch braids, she chooses with a reat attention her lipstick and the right brush to apply it on the angles of her mouth, while Murdoc chooses the shirt that stinks the less to appear presentable.
Even if he would even go out only wearing his underwear.
A car takes us to the liliac building in which they record the show.
We're welcomed by a rich buffet with strange coloured food who tastes like expensive pink fish and olives.
A tall bald guy comes towards us and lets us in the dressing room.
Ome for 4 people.
He apologizes in every possible way for the  confusion, but some pumped up celebrities last night destroyed the rooms in which they were supposed to get ready.
While Murdoc, with a cig in his mouth, grants his guitar and talks with Russ about Beats.
Noodle fills her eyelashes with mascara, and I try to repeat my speech.
Noodle with a sarcastic tone points at Murdoc's arm, decorated with a leather bracelet, with some beads...
All purple.