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Requested by : @Flowerstar483

The daytime Streams of sunlight fell through the thick wall of trees of Possum Springs,filling up every space between the leaves with warm, sugary light. The rays tumbled down strands of grass, which gleamed with remains of the morning dew. The sky has ripened from a fresh orange color into a pale blue. Wisps of white clouds stood unmoving. They were so thin, they appeared to be stray brush marks on blue canvas, or traces of powdered sugar on a baker's azure counter top.

The pedestrian residents of this small town would usually be at their exhausting and boring jobs , attending their respectful shifts or go to schools. People walk to the terminals so differently. Some almost skip, so exquisite is their joy of leaving for another shore. Others walk as if they are boarding a badly kept bus, no more exciting than any other commute. Then there are the nervous ones, quick steps and stern faces, everything about them tight and fearful.

Although everyone would be wide awake and living at this moment, one of them would still be in bed. Margrett Borowski - a jobless dropout, just woke up.

Mae arrived few days, or a week maybe , before (Y/n) came back home. The 20 year old female Mae got the chance to spend some time with her old pals to recollect the memories- but otherwise not much adventures happened yet. But despite the unluck, Mae was more than just happy to know that (Y/n)(L/n) graduated and is coming back home.

Mae's heart just flutters from the memories. Despite (Y/n) and Mae's age difference - they are very much alike. (L/n) can get more serious and mature about her/his future studies, job or responsibilities - but sometimes, even the most full-grown people need some breaks and fun to throw out their cold facade. Eventually, both (y/n) and Mae would go out committing all sort of mischievous and adventure, or as Borowski may call it - crimes.

"Cuz Gregg and (Y/n) rulez ok"

And even after all those warm rich years of friendship and compassion, they both ended up in the same situation - coming back home. And also jobless.

Yes, maybe Mae didn't finish college as the young (gender) - but genuinely, they both knew it didn't bother them. Because they both knew the feeling of appreciating family , friends , comfort and pastabilities.

In fact, they two friends were happy to come home, for now , after the hard long journey they went through, but now the most important thing is that they got time to spend it together freely : the free will of freedom and experience during their youth. No more humiliation of overwhelming work or studies, no more faceless , shapeless and emotionless people stopping their creativity and ideas for the sake of grades or society. They finally passed this irritating stage of hell - now the most relieving is : some time of meditation and rethinking one's ongoing thoughts and ideas.

Although it's positive action, unfortunately the universe can't wait for them that long. The Female 20 year old and the(gender) 24 year old both have one goal to reach : Find out what you want and go after it as if your life depended on it. Why? Because it does. People that have found their passion, people that found the things they love, people that found the things they can pour their lives into, those people live longer. Express something creative, be who you are from the depths of your heart regardless of what anyone else thinks. Everyone is trying to encourage everybody out there to take advantage of life. Get busy living...

But what is truly heartwarming - is that they two know, they can't do it alone. Mae and (Y/n) will hold on to each other.

Meanwhile at The young Borowski's room - she got ready and just opened her laptop to check any emails. Seeing some messages from Bea and Gregg, Mae was informed that they are at work. That is until Mae saw an icon with (your-profilePic) with a message attached to it - without a second's hesitation, the female happily checked the message with a smile reaching up on her face.

"Good morning Ladies , Gentlemen and creature with 87 Faces of Possum Spring.

Today the weather is nice and warm, the flowers are singing and birds are blooming - on days like theses, kids like us ... SHOULD GO Band Practicing. Just as I cannot wait to start, Me and Our lovely Sir Angus , shall be waiting at his "Video Gaming outpost". So see ya, m'lady ! :D

Sincerely, (Full-name)~"

Mae was already giggling with a delight pleasure as she read (Y/n) cheesy messages. The older (gender) was always brightful with speeches or letters, which added perfectly on her/his rare social personality. As Mae discovered that (Y/n) was waiting with Angus at Video Gaming Outpost 'too' - the short female grabbed her boots and got ready for the day.

"So, people were mainly blunt, but still supportive if it was necessary."

" oh well, it's actually expected. But still good to know that it went well."

The taller male, Angus Delaney, was standing behind the counter of the cashier. He was emphasizing and discussing about people's personalities at (your-college) college while (Y/n) was leaning on the counter and talking with him. They two also had a lot to talk about what they missed - but since they two were busy with their deep conversation, they didn't notice how Mae was already outside and stomping her way in.

"Hey Angus, Hey (Y/n)"

"Hello Mae."

"Oh! Heya Mae! We've been waiting for you!"

Mae's smile immediately got back, as she felt a small heat rising up to her cheeks. She did spend some time with (Y/n) and Gregg two days ago, but she was happy that today including they will be together. As Mae was facing the adult (gender), she could feel how (L/n) matured gorgeously, It was astonishing - her/his eyes matured with experience and knowledge as those cheekbones became sharper as it gave a very dazzling face form for the (gender). The gentle well-curved figure made Mae almost pout in disappointment of her round adorable figure. But despite all - (y/n)'s colorful personality always stayed here in Possum Springs.

"Yeah, thanks, you two are ready for Band practice?"

"My shift is done, so yes , we can go now."

"Woohoo! It's Time for Our skills to shine through~"

As the three marched to their small platform, Gregg and Beatrice were already there waiting. After some chatting and discussing - the young adults decided to play their good old song - Die anywhere Else.

Meanwhile, the whole gang started preparing and repeating their plays before start, Mae and (Y/n) sat together sweetly. The female only now noticed how her (gender) friend had a (fav-color) cello bag that probably contained his/her (Fav-instrument) within.

Removing the bag off from the (gender) shoulders, (y/n) starting getting her (color) instrument out.

"Oh gosh! Your (instrument) is still in perfect shape, I missed this thing!"

Mae was hit with nostalgia- that good old thing, (y/n)'s instrument, brought all the memories. The times when they were at their latest of middle school, when they just formed their small band practice. The 3 year older (gender) wasn't a professional, but he/she certainly had all the fun by playing on small instruments - until it became a small side-hobby. After that, the whole gang started to play, following their music skills that rapidly developed ; The lyrics swims through their cerebral cortex like a wakeful dream, the notes relaxed the young adults, enabling the song to call to their entire being. Music could never be something superfluous to them, it is medicine delivered in the most divine way for (Y/n) and Mae.

"Well, I actually didn't take it with me to college - too much space. I thought I won't play anymore,but luckily my (college-name) had good music lessons where they provided all sorts of instruments for students! So to think of it, my skills aren't as rusty..."

"Wow, I don't even remember all the songs... or how to play."

"Well, we're playing "Die Anywhere Else" right!? Is it hard for you, Mae?"

"No no, not really... it's just I Can stumble right in the middle and just screw it up!"

With a small giggle, (Y/n) laughed, he/she missed Mae's golden attitudes. Meanwhile, Mae was profoundly sweating nervousness - she didn't want to screw it up in front of her older friend ; (Y/n) was the oldest and probably the coolest in Mae's Eyes, so what if the (Gender) thought that Mae has changed or became boring, untalented , stupid or-

"You won't screw it up! Well, at least I can help you."

As the 20 year old female held her turquoise bass, (Y/n) approached her from behind. At first Mae was confused, that is until she felt two hands holding her's from behind.

" you remember, you hold your fingers over here... and then,"

(Y/n) was trying to tutor Borowski to simply fulfill her memories back when they used to have technics. Luckily for the (Gender) who was from behind, he/she were leaning on Mae's shoulder in order to see her Bass, but what (L/n) didn't see was how flustered the female was. Mae felt the soft grip on her arms, trying to lead her fingers across the bass' tight strings. As much as the shorter Female wanted to focus on the music, she couldn't deny the warm sensation of (y/n)'s chest against her back.Feeling butterflies tickle inside, Mae did her best to concentrate on the (gender)'s tips about playing.

"O-okay... Thanks for help (Y/n)...!"

"No prob, Mae! And now, Are you guys ready?"

"Heck Yeah Dude!!!"

"Welp, Let's start!"

Music fills the air without effort, like the waves filling holes in beach sand; the sound rushing in and around every person in the room. Some react to the beat, others continue to tap their feet, but always it speaks to them in some manner. A lively tempo can lift them, elevate the spirit, or move them to dance, whilst a slow one can relax the mood. Before the notes filled the air , the young adults felt on a separate planet, with it they all feel the same tidal flows and the beginnings of togetherness feels warm.

The great thing about music is that it didn't save your life, it gave you strength and willpower to save your own life; that's the beauty of music.

Mae and (Y/n) would steal glances at each other every now and then while playing, as they would exchange smiles and nods to each other.

The music soared through the air like an eagle on an up-draft, taking with it the very souls of the listening ears. They ascended together in a magical flight to the heavens, a breathtaking melody of exuberance. Then after ,they dived back down, giddy, their breath stolen from their bodies, until all that was left was the silence there was at the beginning. It was a shared journey that held them spellbound in rapt silence. Then, they all started to happily chatter how it turned out better than ever.

"Ya See!? I said you won't messed up! That was awesome Mae."

Earning a tight hug From (Y/n), the female Borowski felt like she received the best reward after her hard attempts of playing correctly. Madly blushing, Mae hugged and patted (y/n) back in return

"Hehe, Thanks, couldn't done it without you (Nickname). You were amazing too! I didn't think you'd remember the song so well."

"DUDE! That was Cool!"

"Yep, I have to admit, we all did well."

As the whole gang was having a mini-celebration, (Y/n) and Mae were secretly happy for spending time together.

Sun sank lower in the sky, light of day draining away, giving way to the velvety dark of night, crickets chirping, dusky, colors subdued in the fading light, street lights click on, day winding down, first star in the night sky, air became cooler, evening landscape, twilight had fallen, the sharp shadow of the lamppost had faded into the dark of the sidewalk, fading light, only the faintest of light shone through the leaves, soon it grew dark, darkening sky, a close silence in the dim evening light.

Two figures were walking together, slightly touching the tips of their hands and chatting about all sorts of things ; friends, people , college , fiascola , their way of perspectives and many more. Mae and (Y/n) ended up walking to the end of the town ,and balancing on the rails of the bridge. The sun cast its golden rays down upon the clouds of billowing smoke, turning them bright red; fire red.

The two scooted closer to each other as they sat on the rails and enjoying the bliss of being home. Mae's ears twitched as she heard a fellow yawn rolling from her dear (Y/n), probably a sign that the (Gender) woke up early and was already sleepy. Sitting in relaxing silence, Mae Leaned her head next to (Y/n)'s shoulders, enjoying the comfort. Without any words, the 24 year old also softly leaned his/her head on top of Mae's - The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged grey, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow.

"I'm glad we're home."

"Me too (Y/n), me too."

The two stayed in the same position, not noticing a tall figure watching them from a safe distance.

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Thank you for reading, Requested by : @Flowerstar483

I hope you like it! What do you think? I'll plan on writing more of Mae chapters in the story, I want to develop their characteristics and relationships more. Maybe next should be Reader and Angus hangout?

This was supposed to be posted yesterday, BUT NO, MY INTERNET HATES ME. I apologize for the late chapter or any mistakes/convoluted texts...