To forget about all your troubles with ghosts, cults, and bologna for a while, you, Sal and Larry decided to have a fun night at the threehouse and make a small karaoke.

Sal has brought his electric guitar and was mindlessly strumming the song you've chosen while you and Larry were singing and laughing your hearts out.

To mark the occasion, Larry even tried to make cookies, but they ended up looking more like bricks than anything else.

The atmosphere was light and everything felt a bit better as you were having fun with your friends.

Larry glanced at you, his thick eyebrows wagging teasingly "C'mon dude, don't you want to jam to Sanity's fall or some good metal ? we've been singing the same songs for like, forever." he grinned