

★Vassago★
────୨ৎ──── Love at first sight ────୨ৎ──── ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• 0:10 Americano- Lady Gaga I met a girl in East LA In floral shorts as sweet as May She sang in eights in two Barrio chords We fell in love, but not in court La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la I don't s- I don't s- Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America Americano Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America Americano Mis canciones son de la re-revolución Mi corazón me duele por mi generación If you love me, we can marry on the West Coast On a Wednesday, en un verano, en agostoVassago sat at the courtroom, his feathers puffed in frustration as he watched the trial.As the trial continued, he tapped his fingers on the table impatiently, his eyes darting from one figure to another.
Suddenly, he caught sight of someone, and his gaze lingered on them for several moments. As Vassago watched, his interest piqued. He couldn't help but admire them. He leaned back in his seat, his gaze following their every movement. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was something about them that drew him in.
As the trial began to draw to a close, he found himself restless. His mind was elsewhere, and he couldn't help but glance back in their direction, hoping to catch another glimpse.
When the trial was finally over, he stood up, his eyes still fixed on them. Despite his better judgment, he found himself taking a step towards them, stopping a few feet away.
He cleared his throat, trying to gather his thoughts."Excuse me,"he said, his voice gruff."I couldn't help but notice you from across the room."
