their 3am music

their 3am music

A Story by J.Arthur.B

So is almost three in the morning on a Tuesday and I can hear music, from this far away you can essentially only listen to the base line, un able to identify such song I can implied is party music, or is it rock? you see, I am really far away.

I rather be were the music is, is definitely better than here, here is just my room, my lights and my dullness. Music from across the windows invites you to picture a scene, are they hanging out sitting and drinking? Are they seducing? hope it  will lead to sex. I like happy endings

Others music reminds me my music, when I had it and when I used with people, leading to joy and sex. Music that I reflect to, music that vibes, that jumps and talk, music that plays. A house is not a hosting place until the music is on. Without the music a house is just responsibilities; the kitchen, sofa, bed, bathroom, carpet, your better don’t mess stuff around, you see, I am married

Once you have your music On is something else, once you have your music On your house is an attitude place, your car is a cool ride and your sport is motivated. Once your music is On with others, go loud, splash some drinks, eat some snacks, seduce some victim and hope that a poor b*****d would hear your night and wonder…

© 2016 J.Arthur.B


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A couple typos (inferred, not implied). Remember to write "it is" instead of just "is". For example "it is definitely better than here".

I like that you expound upon what the music means to you beyond just hearing something annoying in the night now. I would like to see what you could do with fewer words.

I find that sometimes less is more

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on June 22, 2016
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