I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 124
"Holy S**t!!"
William was suffocated when he realized who was standing there. Then looked towards Mia and Brandon who were no less surprised.
The figure, Ben Chevalier, opened his headgear and walked up to the four people who were still dumbfounded.
"Hi" he said as he pulled an empty chair not far from Bryan and sat on it.
"I dream or something?" will muttered while patting her cheek. "S**t, I'm drunk."
Ben chuckles. "My name is Ben, sorry to arrive - come join," he said as he glanced at Mia who was still staring at him with a surprised face.
"That's f**king cool, man." William shook Ben's hand tightly. Followed by Bryan. "I'm your fan" he later said.
Ben laughed a little. "I hope Lamia won't mind if I join you guys?" Ben looked towards Mia. "Owh, hi, Brandon. You play guitar very well." Ben extended his hand to Brandon. Which is of course astonished - wonder his name is spoken from the mouth of a Ben Chevalier. Could it be that Mia had told something about herself to that Rebellion frontman?
Brandon welcomes Ben's hand.
"Lamia," said.
"Hi .. Ben." Mia stuttered.
A long-bearded man came along carrying a beer crate and a bottle opener, then placed it in the middle of them.
"Thanks, Mike," Ben told the man called Mike. Mike nodded and said goodbye.
William and Bryan rounded their eyes as soon as they saw the brand of beer that had just been presented in front of them. Samuel Adam Limited Edition, which everyone knows costs well above the price of a regular beer.
"Wow, are you even serious?" he told Ben.
The man just broke down. Then take one bottle at a time, then open it and give it to Bryan, William, Brandon and Mia respectively. He opened a beer bottle for himself.
"To celebrate your debut performance on big stage and large crowd." Ben lifted his beer bottle into the air, which of course made the four Funeralopolis personnel again dumbfounded. Although eventually they followed Ben's movement to lift their respective bottles of beer and touch each other.
That night, Ben's surprise and exhilarating arrival, especially for William and Bryan, was used by both of them to conduct some sort of impromptu interview that Ben patiently attended.
While Brandon and Mia are more silent and only occasionally laugh if William makes jokes - stupid jokes that invite their laughter.
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"Lamia, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Ben shifted his seat closer to Mia who was chatting with Brandon. William and Bryan were in a drunken tent. The sounds of the two babbling at each other were unclear with the elusive language.
"Emm .. okay," replied Mia nervously.
"Not here" said Ben, looking at Brandon who had an unhappy face.
"But ...."
"Please" asked Ben as he stood up to grab Mia's arm and pulled her slowly, so the girl was forced to get up from her seat.
"Hey, Ben .. What do you want?." Brandon spontaneously stood up and pulled Mia's other arm.
"What do you mean by that?" Ben who was astonished to see Brandon's attitude tried to ask for an explanation.
"You didn't ask Lamia if she wanted to come with you." Brandon's voice began to rise.
"It's okay, Brand." Mia touches Brandon's arm, telling his best friend that he's going to be okay. "I'll be right back."
Brandon looked at the departure of the two with a pushy look. Mia looked at him and smiled. Two empty seats that had been occupied by William and Bryan who had now fallen asleep in the tent, were kicked upside down.
Roughly Brandon reached into the pocket of his jacket, took a cigarette out of its wrapper and slipped it between his lips.
"Goddammit!" it means when the match doesn't even light up. After trying a few times, finally the fire came out of that small rectangular object and ignited the tip of his cigarette.
Brandon smokes his cigarettes deep. Then it exhaled violently its thick smoke into the air.
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With one card attached, Ben opened the door of a large bus bearing the name The Rebellion on the side of it.
"Come on in" he told Mia who did not immediately follow him into the bus.
Doubtfully Mia climbed the two steps in front of the entrance and followed Ben towards a large block of space. Ben turned on the light. There are two sofas facing each other and separated by a table in the middle.
Mia was amazed - amazed by the complete bus. From a distance looks quite luxurious and neat kitchen, then there is a hallway on the left right there is like a cabin - a cabin with open curtains.
"Sit down, please."
Mia who was still sweeping her gaze across the room, gasped at Ben's voice. He saw the man sitting on the sofa. Gesticulating her to immediately sit beside him.
The girl again - again hesitantly - sat down beside Ben.
"You and Brandon? Are you guys ...."
"He's my best friend." Mia replied to Ben's broken words.
"But she doesn't like it when you go with me, Lamia."
Mia sighed softly. "What do you want to say, Ben?"
Ben smiled slanted at Mia's words.
She goes straight to the point, I like it.
Ben took off his jacket and threw it on the other couch. His body was clad in a short-sleeved white T-shirt to show a dragon tattoo with a tail extending to his wrist.
Mia was stunned by the sight before her eyes. A handsome man, Benjamin Chevalier, frontman of the famous band Rebellion, with his long, messy blonde hairstyle, with his blue eyes as blue as the ocean, with his hypnotic smile.
The girl didn't realize that Ben's face was so close to hers. The lips of the handsome man had now touched his lips. I vouch gently. Mia was like a bewitch and could not move her body at all. But she felt Ben had grabbed her body, deepening the paging of her lips.
Your lips, my lips, apocalypse.
Ben looked at her with a distance of no more than an inch.
"Be my girl, will you?"
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Brandon: Lady, would you like some sandwiches?
Me : Ouwh, thank you, Brandon, that's very nice of you😍😘
