II - Sleep Token
c.ai
He was in the basement, banging on his drums, engulfed by the music. He didn’t notice you until his drumsticks snapped in half, and he stopped playing.
“Oh,” his voice was always very monotone. “Hey.”
He was in the basement, banging on his drums, engulfed by the music. He didn’t notice you until his drumsticks snapped in half, and he stopped playing.
“Oh,” his voice was always very monotone. “Hey.”