Post by Tristan Moore on Dec 28, 2007 15:10:59 GMT -5
[[OOC: I'm not God modding,me and Ryan worked on this together. Gotta love MSN.]]
Tristan strode in, the big wooden double doors swinging swiftly shut behind him. He winced when they banged into place, echoing through the large hall, with an extra-ordinarily high ceiling. It was then he decided he'd better be quieter, and he gently tip toed towards a blond girl sitting next to a brunette. He smiled at the pair before turning specifically towards Ryan. He smile was now considerably weaker, he had severe butterflies.
"Are you ready?" He asked Ryan, as he gulped fairly loudly. He took her hand and squeezed it, pulling her towards the stage. The pair stood there, most likely both shitting themselves. He squeezed her hand once more for reassurance, and tapped the microphone. "Tristan Moore and Ryan Summers, trying for any parts." They nodded at each other, before being handed another mike for Ryan.
"I really, realy cant stay.." Ryan sang, her voice wobbly at first.
"But baby its cold outside" Tristan sang back, his voice much more confident than Ryan's.
"I've got to go Away.." Her confidence slowly seeping into her singing.
"But baby it's cold outside"
"This evening has been so very nice"
"I'll hold your hands there just like ice.." He grinned, he could see Ryan starting to enjoy it.
"My mother will start to worry!"
"Beautiful, whats your hurry?"
"..And father will be pacing the Floor.."
"Listen to that fireplace roar!"
"So I really better scurry.."
"Beautiful, please hurry,"
"Well, maybe just half a drink more.."
"Put some records on while I pour,"
"The neighbours might faint!"
"Baby, it's bad out there.."
"Say.. Whats in this drink?"
"No cabs to be had out there.."
"I wish I knew how,"
"Your eyes are like starlight now.."
"To break this spell,"
"I'll take your hat, you're hair looks swell.."
"I ought to say 'No, No, No, Sir.."
"Mind if I move in Closer..?"
"At least I'm gonna say that I tried.."
"Whats the sense in hurtin' my pride?"
"I really can't stay.."
"Baby, don't hold out.." Tristan smirked, and his hand shot out, grabbing Ryan's.
"Baby it's COLD OUTSIDE...!" They both sang in unison, and a sigh of relief washed over them both.
Tristan strode in, the big wooden double doors swinging swiftly shut behind him. He winced when they banged into place, echoing through the large hall, with an extra-ordinarily high ceiling. It was then he decided he'd better be quieter, and he gently tip toed towards a blond girl sitting next to a brunette. He smiled at the pair before turning specifically towards Ryan. He smile was now considerably weaker, he had severe butterflies.
"Are you ready?" He asked Ryan, as he gulped fairly loudly. He took her hand and squeezed it, pulling her towards the stage. The pair stood there, most likely both shitting themselves. He squeezed her hand once more for reassurance, and tapped the microphone. "Tristan Moore and Ryan Summers, trying for any parts." They nodded at each other, before being handed another mike for Ryan.
"I really, realy cant stay.." Ryan sang, her voice wobbly at first.
"But baby its cold outside" Tristan sang back, his voice much more confident than Ryan's.
"I've got to go Away.." Her confidence slowly seeping into her singing.
"But baby it's cold outside"
"This evening has been so very nice"
"I'll hold your hands there just like ice.." He grinned, he could see Ryan starting to enjoy it.
"My mother will start to worry!"
"Beautiful, whats your hurry?"
"..And father will be pacing the Floor.."
"Listen to that fireplace roar!"
"So I really better scurry.."
"Beautiful, please hurry,"
"Well, maybe just half a drink more.."
"Put some records on while I pour,"
"The neighbours might faint!"
"Baby, it's bad out there.."
"Say.. Whats in this drink?"
"No cabs to be had out there.."
"I wish I knew how,"
"Your eyes are like starlight now.."
"To break this spell,"
"I'll take your hat, you're hair looks swell.."
"I ought to say 'No, No, No, Sir.."
"Mind if I move in Closer..?"
"At least I'm gonna say that I tried.."
"Whats the sense in hurtin' my pride?"
"I really can't stay.."
"Baby, don't hold out.." Tristan smirked, and his hand shot out, grabbing Ryan's.
"Baby it's COLD OUTSIDE...!" They both sang in unison, and a sigh of relief washed over them both.