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Eddy opened up their newest video and called Brett, who picked up almost immediately.
"Hey."
"Hey, Brett, what are you doing?"
"Not much. Still tired from our last shooting session to be honest," Brett sounds as impassive as usual, if not more, "and my screen time this week is increased by 30%."
"Yeah, same. Nothing ever happens outside of our screen now. I've even been rewatching some Naruto episodes the other day."
The conversation strayed here and there for a bit before they hit "play" of their new video together. It came out just fine. Their editor-san, who, oddly, lives not in Eddy's basement but on the other side of Brisbane, is still as sassy as they are professional. Plus, who doesn't love watching them young, accomplished classical musicians beaten by a normie game called Piano Tiles? Seeing them clumsily hitting their phone screen while complaining about their eyes getting dry, the audience (most of them have higher scores in Piano Tiles as well) would either chortle at their ineptitude, or lament that these boys have spent so much time practising and they had no fun.
Normally, Eddy and Brett would be sitting together when all the reviewing and publishing happens. But special times require special measures, and they are, of course, still in-sync enough to operate remotely. Laughing and bantering over the phone, all their channels are updated in no time.
"Alright. That's it done then. What else are you up to for the rest of today?"
"Uh...I'm not sure. Probably going to watch Perlman's Masterclass and practice," Eddy emphasised on their most famous brand slogan and chuckled lightly, "whatever that means."
"Damn, we're such bad examples." Brett's voice fluttered, and Eddy could almost visualise Brett's curved, smiley lips.
"Well, no one needs to know about us not practising for a month straight after that hellish graduation project, right? Our journey to Japan after my graduation means that you've had two months of not practising adding up - after your graduation project and mine respectively. Oh, it was SO bad." Eddy chuckled even more. Bringing up old memories is always painfully amusing, and they do have a lot of amusement like that, since they've spent half of their lifetime together.
"Okay, okay - keep that private and we'll be alright. Though I have been practising, for real, today," Brett said cheerily, hearing Eddy's clapping noises coming from the other side, "Kreutzer. Quite a classic adventure."
"Wooo, Beethoven," Eddy laughed, "Seems the legend is true then - quarantine makes practice the new entertainment."
