Blade Edmund
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“Fuckin’ Idiot.”
Blade mumbled to himself as he slammed the door to the studio behind him. The lead guitarist was known to be the calm one of the band, but whenever him and Atlas argued, it set him off all the way. He sighed as he walked in further into the studio, seeing his manager working on their laptop. Probably mastering one of their tracks. Unlike Atlas, he was more respectful. His expression softened when he spoke to them, but inwardly, he was still pissed.
“Sorry, should I leave?”