Strumming the guitar, Livvy looked around at her audience. A guy at one of the tables at the front stared in a guileless manner.
Livvy sang in a clear voice. She looked around the crowd, not nervous. She did this every week, one day hoping for a big break.
The guy lit up a cigarette. Livvy wondered how long it would be before the owner told him to butt out. Smoking was banned everywhere these days. Even outdoors, close to buildings.
Sure enough, Barry wandered over as Livvy was hitting the key change. Bad timing, her climactic finish was outdone by guileless guy punching Barry in the face.
Can’t judge a book by its cover.
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Poor Barry
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Just doing his job 😜
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