dersecourse:

dave: this will fucking show her

dave: spends twelve years mastering the viola writes his own concerto rents out the largest theatre in texas flies her in from new york lays out a red carpet has the entire block evacuated so its just her in the early evening right as the sun goes down and the stars begin to shimmer and she sits front row in the darkened hall and a single spotlight shines upon him, center stage, and he splits the silence with a long, forceful bow that marks the first note of his masterpiece, his blood sweat and tears, a musical manifestation of his love for her, and after he tosses his viola carelessly to the ground and drops down from the stage and leans in close enough to feel her breath stir his neatly combed hair and slides his hands up her neck cups her jaw and in his warmest, most tender whisper, with a hint of southern drawl he says

sike