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"Phew." Alex breathed out in relief, Riya not far behind. She wouldn't look forward to explaining any sort of their complicated situation to another living person. 
"That was... interesting." Julie hummed in agreement before clapping her hands to gather their scattered attentions once more.
"Shall we try this again?" 
"Yes, please," Luke couldn't be more relieved than he was then. 
Riya was starting to realize he ate, breathed, and existed entirely for rehearsals and performances, Luke was incapable of living without it, and it had become painfully obvious. "But remind us later. There's some Sunset Curve songs to show you both."
"Ooh! Show us now." Riya nodded along enthusiastically, gently setting her guitar back on its stand while she lent against Julie's keyboard. 
She didn't know much about Sunset Curve aside from the fact that three of its members were now ghosts and living in her friend's garage. However, she couldn't be more excited to hear what music Luke had come up all those years ago—which had been a flash for him, but it still counted.
"Yeah, Okay," Luke himself didn't need much convincing before he scrambled to his journal thick with notes, one particular page sticking out—which he took out with a bewildered look—and was clearly not the song he wanted to show Riya and Julie. "'Home Is Where My Horse Is'? Reggie, stop putting your country songs in my journal."
Reggie didn't look the least bit sorry as Luke smashed the paper on his chest, his other hand busy passing page after page searching for whatever song he wanted to display.
"That was a gift." 
"Thanks, buddy." Luke replied halfheartedly before finally coming upon the song he wanted, gently handing his journal into Riya's hands, bouncing excitedly on the heels of his feet.
Riya barely got to read a word before Julie lent over her shoulder and started flipping the pages over. A glimpse in Luke's journal was a glimpse inside his head, and Riya was not the least bit surprised with how messy it was, scribbles of lyrics, ripped pages, folded edges, scratched out words, yet it all made sense to its owner.
"You should maybe circle back..." Reggie tried to stop the girls, but they were too entranced in the rest of Luke's musical mind and it's products, which could've all been undoubted hits if they adapted the songs to actual music outside of pages. 
"I dog-eared the ones that I think you'd both slay." Still not paying much attention, Julie flipped another page to a song that didn't quite fit with the rest.
Luke's songs were all fast-paced, full of intricate riffs and excitement inducing chords. His songs were made to dance and lyrics meant to inspire and uplift the listeners out of a ditch. Not this song. In fact, if it wasn't made of Luke's messy scribbles, Riya wouldn't have known it was his at all.
This particular song was sad, remorseful even, clearly written from the heart, meant to display the true pain hidden inside Luke's being. Sad lyrics itching at your mind, making you wonder who exactly had been deserving of the apology hidden between the lines.
And it was all addressed to a girl named Emily.
Riya's face fell. She should've guessed Luke had his forbidden romance on which he was stuck upon, such a situation seemed to happen to every rock star ever in existence.