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"I REALLY WANNA SING DON'T MATTER AT OUR NEXT GIG." sebastianmilkovich sighed, his guitar in his hand.
"well stop screwing up the chorus and we got it for tomorrow night." damian told him with a chuckle.
"you play it then, damian." sebastian gestured to his band mate.
"fine, then i will." damian took the challenge. he started strumming the beginning after jules counted them in. as he got to the riff during the chorus damian screwed it up the same way sebastian has been.
"pretty difficult, ain't it jameson?" sebastian teased. making damian flip him off before resting his guitar against the couch.
"alright, fuck you man. you keep playing then." damian shook his head at the noirette.
"alright, fine." sebastian agreed, picking his guitar up. he started playing the same riff, looking at the sheet full of notes. once he finished the chorus successfully for the first time he cheered in victory.
"take that, jameson. go fuck yourself." sebastian boasted, pushing damian's head.
"yeah, but you're not gonna be looking at the notes on stage." damian reminded him.
"i know, but i actually got it. and you didn't." sebastian smiled, shoving damian's shoulder before looking over at the other two.
"what else should we play tomorrow?" the noirette wondered.
"how about another one bites the dust?" jules suggested with a shrug.
"ooh maybe, and we can try toxicity by s.o.a.d." noah added.
"can you play that one?" damian asked sebastian.
"can i play system of a down? you kiddin? of course." sebastian gave damian gave him a look.
"so don't matter, another one bites the dust, toxicity and... what?" damian asked the group.
"deep six?" sebastian spoke up getting a groan from the three.
"we don't like marilyn manson, milkovich." noah huffed, reminding the noirette.
"yeah whatever, his music is good." sebastian waved them off.
"enterlude and exitlude, the killers." jules suggested next.
