Sanemi was walking back to his apartment room. As he was walking he took out his keys and began to open his door. The people upstairs were being pretty loud. He sighed, slamming the door in anger. The people above him always played songs on the guitar and bass. Were they practicing? Or just being stupid and not caring.

One day he was fed up. He walked upstairs, knocking on the door.

“You guys are being too damn loud.” He said as the bass player opened the door. The guitar player was still playing on his guitar. Sanemi rolled his eyes as he looked at the person infront of him. Apart of him wanted to ask if they had a drummer in their band. Though, he was too damn stubborn to ask.

Days later he was coming back from work as he saw the same people walking to the elevator. His thoughts got the best of him as he increased his pace, tapping on one of their shoulders.

“Do you guys have a drummer?”