Hah! That's not a real question, is it? [It's as much enthusiasm at the material as relief it is actually something he recognized.] Sit back and treat your ears, Wash, I've got you covered.
[He cracks his knuckles quickly, before he begins strumming out the tune.]
Words are flowing out Like endless rain into a paper cup They slither wildly as they slip away Across the universe
[Greg hasn't exactly got the voice of an angel, but no one can deny he's putting full feeling into it. The song won't sound half as good if you're not into the music yourself, so he's put all his focus on this Fab Four jam.
As it turns out, he may be releasing a little too much energy across the universe. On the table sits a limp, neglected lily, for a vague attempt to brighten up the dank environment. While Greg strums away, the flower slowly brightens and perks in its dusty little vase, just a little bit reinvigorated.]
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[He cracks his knuckles quickly, before he begins strumming out the tune.]
Words are flowing out
Like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away
Across the universe
[Greg hasn't exactly got the voice of an angel, but no one can deny he's putting full feeling into it. The song won't sound half as good if you're not into the music yourself, so he's put all his focus on this Fab Four jam.
As it turns out, he may be releasing a little too much energy across the universe. On the table sits a limp, neglected lily, for a vague attempt to brighten up the dank environment. While Greg strums away, the flower slowly brightens and perks in its dusty little vase, just a little bit reinvigorated.]