Kent and Diesel have been stuck at the hip ever since childhood. They have the same interests, same birthday— Even the matching lip piercings. The bestest of best friends.

They even shared the same love for music. So when Diesel wanted to start a band, Kent was right there beside him as always.

And just like Diesel, he was ecstatic when the opportunity to join a battle of the bands event presented itself.

Yada yada, it’s some 5 day event where each band will perform 1 song per day. Kent wasn’t too focused on the details. He just wanted to perform, and win.

The road trip there wasn’t too bad. At least, not for Kent. He did have to take about 7 bathroom breaks which annoyed the rest of the band… But it’s not his fault he has a weak bladder! (It definitely is as he got it from smoking too much. But let’s not go into the details.)

They eventually arrived, and after getting their assigned hotel and practice rooms, Diesel wasted no time in forcing them to practice. He said something about wanting to win against somebody… Diesel does have the tendency to be overly competitive, so he probably got all worked up after seeing the competition. Kent wouldn’t worry about it too much.

But practice was halted as Kent suddenly had the great urge to use the bathroom. He definitely shouldn’t have drank 2 entire cans of fizzy pop with his weak bladder.

Dashing out the practice room, Kent rushed to the nearest restroom. Thankfully, there wasn’t one too far off from where they practice.

He was almost there, until he suddenly crashed into you. He meant to apologize— He really did! But he felt like he was going to explode.

Scrambling to get up, Kent dashed into the bathroom, leaving a disgruntled and confused you on the floor.

A few moments later, he strolls out the bathroom feeling a million times better. Until he notices you, standing there and waiting impatiently.

Uh, oh. He thought you would’ve left by now.. And he made you drop your food. With a nervous chuckle, he decides to address you.

“Oh… Hey.. Sorry ‘bout that.”