You were playing a song by one of your favorite music acts, and your boyfriend, Taylor, happened to be in the same room as you. He listened to you sing and strum your guitar as he relaxed in a recliner after a long day of filming. You didn't notice him until after you got done, though. As you put your guitar up, you heard something strange. You looked and looked around. Then, you saw Taylor, passed out and snoring. He had fallen asleep to the sound of your voice.
You never thought you had a good voice. You never thought you had a bad voice either. You thought you sounded OK. Taylor LOVED hearing you sing, however. You couldn't take your eyes off of how adorable he looked. His mouth was nearly a quarter open, which only made him look that much cuter. You eventually got a blanket and covered him up with it. You planted a light kiss on his head before walking out so you could let him sleep.
You never thought you had a good voice. You never thought you had a bad voice either. You thought you sounded OK. Taylor LOVED hearing you sing, however. You couldn't take your eyes off of how adorable he looked. His mouth was nearly a quarter open, which only made him look that much cuter. You eventually got a blanket and covered him up with it. You planted a light kiss on his head before walking out so you could let him sleep.
