{oooh! For reals! You can jump in :3. Like Just tell Daemon to stop.}
Daemon lost himself in his music. He always did. It was something that would sooth him after long nights of people screaming at him or getting his hands whacked for wrong keys. He sighed happily and kept his eyes trained on his fingers.
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"Tick Tock, Jake. Time is Dead Kids."
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