Behind red tinted cellophane 10
It was incredibly hot today, and for Reject it was way too hot for her trench coat or sweatshirt. So today she was half naked sprawled out on top of the couch.
She turned on her CD walkman and leaned her head on the couch. She never stayed with just one genre of music, she listened to anything if it was in her tastes, but it was mainly Metallica she would listen too.
She didn't have a favorite song, but if she was forced to pick it would probably be "No Leaf Clover" , the song was probably the most unique one out of all of them. She like the combination of the orchestrated symphonic melody mashed together with the hardcore guitar solos and double bass.
"And it feels right this time
On his crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy
Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
"Good day to be alive, sir
Good day to be alive," he says"
Just sitting there in the blazing heat listening to Metallica, anyone would have figured her crazy to be listening with headphones that large in such scalding temperatures.
"Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way"
She found herself singing along with the music almost unconsciously, the words streaming out from her lips not missing a beat.
"Don't it feel right like this?
All the pieces fall to his wish
"Sucker for that quick reward, boy
Sucker for that quick reward," they say"
Her voice getting a little louder now, she embraced the tune and continued on with the chorus.
"Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
It's coming your way
It's coming your way
Here it comes "
Her voice was dominating the entire room, echoing off the walls as she grew louder, and the amazing feeling she got from it.
"Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
THEN IT COMES TO BE, YEEEEEAAAAAH!"
She finished her song sighing contently and cracking her eyes open to see B standing in front of her shirtless giving her a very strange look.
"Right now I can't tell which I should be worried about, the fact that you can sing or the fact that you're topless" B sigh in his normal stoic tone which sounded a little raspier do to the heat.
"Hey you can't talk! You're shirtless too!" Reject retorted at B who standing an inch from her.
"Well I'm a man, I'm allowed to have my shirt off, I don't want to see your breasts every time I walk into the living room"
"Funny, I thought you would be the one to say 'or lack there of'"
"Reject, please put a shirt on"
"Or what?!"
"…"
"..Well"
"…Please put a shirt on…preferably before I rape you"
"That's better" Reject got up off the couch and walked down to the bathroom, but not before slapping B in the ass on the way.