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Post by A.J. Cipriano on Oct 30, 2014 1:55:17 GMT
They've all got the same heartbeat, but her's is falling behind. How the heck had she ended up here? she thought over and over. Actually, those words were running through the fifteen-year-old teen's mind like a reader board.
Actually, this was a similar situation to what had happened about a month prior. She had taken to the stage at a cafe on Cat Street back in Shibuya. Everything had gone okay and she had even met a couple of friends, Ryouta and Tatsuya.
But still, this crowd was completely different. Sure, there were a few human faces, but different shapes and sizes of the inhabitants of this world, known as Digimon, sat in the audience.
She sighed and shot a dark look over to the cat-like Rookie who sat off to the side, who was already clapping rapidly. Avery took in a deep breath and released it before pushing the curtain forward and walking up to the lone microphone. She adjusted her guitar strap and strummed a few lines, before strumming a full cord. Leaning forward, she let the music and her voice intertwine.
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