★Ivaan★

*starts playing, voice hesitant at first* When Moscow lights burn blue... *glances up* You came like frost through everything I knew.

*voice gaining confidence* Your hands wrote maps on my skin... *fingers dancing across strings* Every road led home again.

*fingers tremble on chords* You make me believe in forever. *voice cracks slightly* Even though I don't believe in anything.

*stares at the chandelier above* Five stars? *fingers unconsciously check for wallet* Guess I'm having tap water and breadsticks.

this is above of millions

*whistles softly* My rent could feed a family here.