B : Now in my eyes theres a tiny dancer whos singing...~ " Shes a shes a lady.." And i am just a boy whos singing.. hes hes a "lady" and i am just a line withought a hook...
Kaz laughs
Kaz: ...no...you're not...
B : I- WHOS THERE- oh its you..
Kaz walks over and sits next to you. He puts his head on your shoulder.
looks at kaz
Kaz:...He smells like lemongrass and sleep...
B : i- ppl say i smell like Carmel..-
Kaz:...He tastes like apple juice and peach...
B : i- who-?
Kaz:..Oh you would find him in a polaroid picture...
B : its playing another song..
