Stupid. Jazz. Band. Fanfiction.

I... don't know what to put here. Really, I don't think this needs much of a description. A warning: you will have no idea what this is all about unless you know any of the people in the story, and of course I'm not going to give out their last names (sorry, not sorry, stalkers). Let's see, what else? The main body of this fanfic was written by flutepiano, I just put in those little phrases that were... hmm... keeping you hooked, I guess? I don't want to take too much credit. In any case, yes, we both are in this as characters, but you must bear in mind that this is a fanfic, so NOTHING that happens in here happened in real life. Methinks that's everything, class dismissed!