kazoo (Per Eriksson)

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I had just gotten a kazoo for my birthday, and I practically hadn't put it down since I got it. Per avoided me as long as I played it. I was currently like a young child who had just been given an instrument, I just wouldn't put it down. And Per was like the child's exhausted parent, ready to bash their head into a wall. I waltzed into the room he was in, and started to kazoo "Year Zero" for him. He groaned.

"What are you doing," he looked at me, no emotion behind his eyes.

"I'm trying to serenade you!!" I exclaimed. He rolled his eyes.

"If by serenade you mean give me a headache, its working." He tried to keep a straight face, but a smirk poked through. So I smiled and continued to kazoo, just for him.

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