It wasn’t a big deal, just coffee with a friend.
Not a big deal at all.
It was just him and Noods, goo’ ol’ Noods, for old time’s sake.
They snuck out of an after party in a rainy London and entered the first Starbucks they found, stood in line side by side, ordered and waited.
People knew them very well, whispers behind cupped hands.
The singer and the guitarist, how cliché. How weird. Must be weird, right? She grew up with them. Kinda gross.
Rumors, rumors, rumors.
That’s classic Gorillaz for you.
Fuck that bullshit.
It was a date.