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ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii As she opens her eyes once again to maintain a gaze towards Mizuna, she ends the song. “On the first flight back to your side…” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii Chris stops playing on the keyboard altogether, deciding to go a cappella, even shutting her eyes closed. “And I don’t care how long it takes ‘cause I know you’ll be worth the wait,” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii She sings it at such a slow pace as if speaking, “I just need to know that you’re safe, given that I’m miles away,” She looks eyes with the receiver once again, smiling, “On the first flight back to your side.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii She pauses to take a small breather, as if to gather her courage and thoughts. The performer’s voice is much more mellow this time, almost as if there was much sincerity laced around it. ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii “My location unknown, tryna find a way back home to you again.” Her fingers work on the keys gracefully, hitting every note right as Chris did with her own voice. “I gotta get back to you- gotta, gotta get back to you.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii Half a smile creeps up her face as she urges the customers, “Sing along with me?” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii The young woman’s eyes trail from Mizuna’s to scanning the rest of the crowd; but her eyes soon close in keen emotion. “I gotta get back to you- gotta, gotta get back to you.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii The chorus comes along, and she sings it ever so slowly as if taking her time to lull the audience and the receiver. “My location unknown, tryna find a way back home to you again.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii accompanied with an equally soft smile and an earnest voice, “Something tells me you’ll be alright. Yeah, something tells me we’ll be alright, alright?” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii The lass locks eyes with Mizuna, a solemn look written on her expression. “I don’t want to throw away my life ‘cause I need you.” Her eyes depict a certain gentleness, ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii Without further ado, Chris starts, fingers already playing a small instrumental. “Something tells me we’ll be alright, alright.” She begins slow and steady, similar to the Brooklyn Session version. “I don’t want to be wasting time without you,” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii “This is for a pretty lady who goes by the name Mizuna Idylla (@hyezuna).” Her eyes glaze over the unfamiliar faces, and she spots her, giving her a little wave, a smile on her face. “For you, HONNE and BEKA’s Location Unknown.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii Chris did her best and succeeded in biting her tongue to make a little joke about it, knowing how popular it is, and why it is popular in the first place. ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii She takes a deep breath first before talking once more, “This is my last song for tonight’s Saturday.” The lass begins, “I’m sure many of you are familiar with this song, so do feel free to sing along if you know it.” ㅤ

ㅤ ✸ CHRIS.xn--6ii It’s Chris’ last song for tonight. She places herself comfortably on her seat, hands making a home on the black and white keys for a change. The serenader feigns a small smile as she watches the chatter and life of the customers. ㅤ

ㅤ KAYAP CAFÉ ✸ A HARANA FOR YOU @hyezuna ✦ LOCATION UNKNOWN ㅤ