It's been about a week since their dear friend Zubin has passed away. Quite a funny way, in fact.
Ross has recovered from accidentally being poisoned, which Andrew profusely apologized over and over again.
Nobody was taking it well, morale was low, and they were confused on how they would make it without their bassist.
Andrew was quietly practicing in his room, playing a mellow song on the piano. Everything came to a stop, it felt like time wasn't there. As he kept playing the etude, his hands became shaky, moving slower as it made it hard to even press notes. He stopped, his eyes widening as he tried to stand up from the piano bench, but all he did was fall to the floor. It was no use, he couldn't move, Talk, scream.
Everything went white.
He opened his eyes as he laid on the floor.
Was he back? He really was back! He'd been dead for a week..reaching out for someone, anyone to save him.
As Zubin stood up..he felt different. He was way more short, his hair wasn't as fluffy as it had been.. He looked around, eyeing the piano as he realized.
It was Andrew's room. Why was one in Andrews room? Why did he feel so weird?
He paced the room as he mumbled. "Andrew? Where are you?" He spoke..but his voice even sounded like Andrew.
Zubin gasped.
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I was in the middle Ground... (Ghost Zubin Au)
FanfictionZubin has been dead after filming of the internet show went wrong. The tallies are figuring out what to do without thier friend, but now they're starting to get over it. Andrew is just practicing Piano. Suddenly he falls over, becoming unconscious...
