His Drumming Heartbeat

Resurfaces

The door is cracked open by the raven-haired woman lets Kirishima examine the equipment, or instruments, neatly arranged in their location; he already knowns this entire space resembles to be proportionately large for an instrument recording domain in the studio. He sees the double-kick drum kit in the far back, already knowing the raven-haired woman belongs behind it. He sees the two microphones, two stools, and the stands where the sheet music located, also noticing two women sitting across from each other, straps of their instruments wrapped on their bodies. Both women are holding them with both of their hands, and playfully strumming along to whatever song comes to mind.

The woman on the right, known as the band's bass player plus takes up backing vocals and sometimes takes the lead on other songs. She has very dark, yet very vibrant and wavy green hair pulled back in a ponytail, exhibiting the tattoos she has all on her neck, the gages, and other piercings she has on her ears. Wearing a charcoal grey tank top, showing off more tattoos covering her whole arm on her fair skin, black shorts revealing some more ink and a pair of black tennis shoes. She resembles to be fairly too skinny to some people, even if she eats more than anyone else in the building.

The woman on the left, known as the band's lead guitarist and takes up backing vocals, too, and sometimes takes the lead on other songs. She has her long, light ash blond hair in a french braid, exposing the little tattoo on her neck and another tattoo behind her left ear, and a variety of piercings (five on each) on her ear, also. Wearing a dark blue short-sleeved crop top, exposing the ink she has only covering her forearms and more on her abdomen on her rosy-pale body, white high-waisted holey jeans, splotches of her other tattoos showing promptly, and a pair of tan sandals. She is skinny, but she is curvey in some places, but not as curvy as their drummer, according to the lead guitarist herself.

Both of the other two women look over towards the raven-haired woman's and Kirishima's direction. The dark green-haired woman has yellow eyes that are almost as shinier than gold itself, while the woman with the light ashy-blond hair has a pair of bright red eyes, the same color of a red carnation. Both women snicker to themselves before setting their instruments down on their stands, getting up, and greeting the two who walked in.

"Took you guys long enough," the ashy-blonde woman commented.

"Yeah, no kidding," the green-haired woman joked to the raven-haired woman, "almost thought the Boss was gonna rip you a new one the moment you two walked in."

"I think she was about ready to," Kirishima laughed, resulting in the others laughing to themselves.

The group of people talking amongst themselves, Kirishima and the raven-haired woman, are discussing what they encountered on their scary bike ride back here. In contrast, the other two women spoke to them about how much progress made on the current song they're currently working on. Everyone has been working tirelessly on the writing the songs, both lyrical and compositional, it's almost sweet to know all of this will finish up soon enough, but the entirety is approximately thirty percent done. There's all the layering, backing vocals, polishing, and numerous other things that need accomplishing before a specific deadline.

Kirishima doesn't have to endure all of this, because they only needed him for a couple of tracks, and that was it, meaning he is free to head back to Japan when everything finishes. All the women said he didn't have to come to America to do the studio work since they're all one-hundred percent positive Japan has a ton of different studios, especially Tokyo alone. But when Kirishima told them he would like to travel, they couldn't say no to him, only when they found out the reason why some type of vacation wouldn't hurt him after everything that's happened to him. They all understand the change of pace because all of them have been in the sort of position, and know how it's quintessential to get away sometimes.