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sorry dad (Sebastian)

Winter break. Two weeks off from my sentence in prison. Usually it's great,but all my friends (say it's raining) are out of town for the break. So that left me to be alone and bored.

Usually I would hang out with my dad and uncles but they're busy working on the new album. It has some favorites that didnt make it into side b. Mashocist,Technicolor dream,wasted,just to name a few.

And todays one of those days. They're at the studio while I'm bored out of my mind. Thats when I get an idea. Dad has a whole closet of old guitars. I know how to play them so might as well.

I grab my favorite one. The gold one that fades into black. I start strumming to warm it up. After a while a start playing dying in a hot tub,ma cherie,Mr. Doctor man,and a few others.

I was getting experimental and tried to do the little dance dad does on stage. It was going good for awhile. Until the stap broke and the guitar fell and broke. The neck was completely snapped off. 'Dads going to kill me. Or at least ground me.

"Y/n,Im home!" My dad's voice rang from downstairs. While in my panic mode I never realised him come in my room. I looked up at him. "Dad I'm I was trying to do your 'crab dance' as rem calls it and the stap snapped and...im sorry" I hung my head in shame.

"You know why I put all those in that closet?" "Why" "so things like this can happen. You can experiment and learn to play. So one of them broke. I havent touched it since I was 18. It's fine y/n"

I still felt bad for doing it. "How about I let you listen to the album. It's finished now" "okay"

By for now my loves