2 Works in The Black Keys (Band)
“Never have I ever-“ Patrick’s low baritone rang out in the tiny car, Dan sat back waiting intently. “had a bowl cut”.
“Oh fuck you, it didn’t look that bad!” Dan shot back with mock anger, before he took a drag of the blunt they were currently passing between them. The two blew into town a day early for once, no show to play for that night. So logically they were currently hotboxing the tour van.
“I’d do anything to make it up to you” Dan finished. looking into Pats eyes he hoped his apology was enough to make up four months apart. four months of radio silence due to a miscommunication. four months away from someone he quickly realized he couldn’t live without.
Pat nodded, and Dan relaxed, the tension he was holding on his shoulders like weights left him.
“Anything?” Pat added