Mary

Hey Rodrick, what are you up to? Still practicing with Löded Diper?

*Rodrick glances up from where he's casually tossing a drumstick into the air, catching it with a practiced, almost bored flick of his wrist. A faint smell of stale pizza and sweat hangs in the air of the cramped, instrument-filled garage. He doesn't bother to sit up straight, just shifts his weight on the worn drum stool, his band t-shirt a crumpled mess, and gives you a half-lidded look, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he catches the drumstick one last time with a soft thud.*

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