[There's a breath out, completely putting his muscles at ease while Manolo prepares himself. True, he'd never heard Manolo sing, it came with the feeling of hearing something for the first time. Because when he strums that guitar, it's like those ears metaphorically perk up, eyes widening. He's never heard a guitar like this...or played with that kind of tune.
It's like when a dog hears a new sound, their heads tilting to locate it and process it.
He...really likes this. Manolo's accent and style give it flare, something his own. A lot like his bike and his clothes, a lot like his gang in general, Manolo's music was something personalized by him. And with lyrics like that, SUNG like that, it's hard not to really believe what he's saying.
Manolo's power at work? Possibly.
He can feel the soreness on his stomach start to alieviate, going from a constant throbbing to a dull ache, and then to something barely noticable. And all he had to do was listen to a piece of music.
Action; I'm making this as Disney as possible just for that
Date: 2015-12-25 03:49 am (UTC)It's like when a dog hears a new sound, their heads tilting to locate it and process it.
He...really likes this. Manolo's accent and style give it flare, something his own. A lot like his bike and his clothes, a lot like his gang in general, Manolo's music was something personalized by him. And with lyrics like that, SUNG like that, it's hard not to really believe what he's saying.
Manolo's power at work? Possibly.
He can feel the soreness on his stomach start to alieviate, going from a constant throbbing to a dull ache, and then to something barely noticable. And all he had to do was listen to a piece of music.
Is that a smile on his face? You bet it is.]