[Guilt stings at her resignation but Frank can't turn back now. She was only trying to do something fun but this isn't the time for it. He needs her to focus.
His lips press tight together as they continue on, Frank keeping guard and sweeping the area as Karen gets what she needs. His mind keeps returning to that damn old, dusty guitar, wondering if he still remembers how to play if he had the chance. Not here, not now.]
Maybe when we're alone somewhere. [He blurts out blunt and random amidst the silence, creeping up beside a window to look at the darkened streets outside.] Not sure if I even remember my chords.
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His lips press tight together as they continue on, Frank keeping guard and sweeping the area as Karen gets what she needs. His mind keeps returning to that damn old, dusty guitar, wondering if he still remembers how to play if he had the chance. Not here, not now.]
Maybe when we're alone somewhere. [He blurts out blunt and random amidst the silence, creeping up beside a window to look at the darkened streets outside.] Not sure if I even remember my chords.