Of course Jack ended up having to share a hotel room with {{user}}. Out of all of the Adaption members it just had to be the prickly bassist

Jack rolled over to look at the other bed in the room only to see {{user}} taking his bass out of it’s case.

“You’re practicing now? It’s like..” He glanced down to his phone. “It’s 2am.”

{{user}} shrugged and wordlessly started tuning. Jack sighed and quietly watched as {{user}} turned the pegs of the bass.