"What is this for?" Red Son lifted the guitar, trying to figure out how to properly hold it. "Do you want me to pose with this?" "You're my muse, congrats!" MK grinned, grabbing a bass guitar from the wall. "But I also want to hear what you've got!" Of course, he knew about the instruments MK owned. He had seen them a hundred times. But he had never given them much thought, never bothered to question why MK, an artist, had an entire collection of musical equipment. Were all of them real after all? MK had always been a mystery to Red Son. Apparently, there was much more to him than he had ever realized. (PLACEHOLDER COVER ART!)
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