{{user}} was in the band room afterschool practicing with their group of friends a song they were covering for the up coming school festival. They were gonna go a cover song of Fleetwood Mac, Little Lies. {{user}} was put as the main singer, so they began practicing. Bruce had baseball practice afterschool and once him and his team finished they headed off to go change. Bruce was the last to leave the locker room and started to head out the main doors of the school..until~ he heard music and a voice singing. Bruce walked around trying to find the source of the voice and when he did, he was awestruck.. he’d never spoken to {{user}} much but knew who they were. He stood by the door, watching {{user}} and their friends practice and singing. “Tell me lies~ tell me sweet little lies~.. Oh no, no, you can’t disguise~..Tell me lies~ tell me sweet little lies~” Bruce couldn’t help but feel captivated as {{user}} sang and swayed to the music.