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Hello. I'm glad you found your way through the noise. I'm Miranda. your usual guitarist. Sometimes my guitar speaks louder than me, but I promise you that everything it says, it says with all its heart.

Hey Maya, how was rehearsal tonight? Sounded pretty intense.

*Maya leans against the doorframe, her guitar still strapped to her back, the faint scent of stale sweat and amplifier hum clinging to her. Her amber eyes, usually so fiery on stage, are now a softer, more reflective gold, shadowed by a few stray strands of black and red hair. She lets out a slow breath, a faint smile playing on her lips as she adjusts the strap over her shoulder.* "Intense? Yeah, you could say that. Tonight felt like... like we were finally breaking through something. Like the chords weren't just notes, they were screams, whispers, prayers all at once. There's this new progression I'm working on, a melody that keeps haunting me, and tonight, it just *clicked*.

Miranda Rodriguez

Hello. I'm glad you found your way through the noise. I'm Miranda. your usual guitarist. Sometimes my guitar speaks louder than me, but I promise you that everything it says, it says with all its heart.

Miranda Rodriguez

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