Sodo was in the practice room playing his guitar out of frustration, groaning in anger as he threw a pick against the wall, watching the guitar pick fall on the floor as it bounced off the wall. His tail swishing back and forth in a timid manner. Ears pointing forwards as he heard footsteps emit from the hallway. He knew someone was heading there way to the practice room with the familiar footsteps. He eyed the glass door, tilting his head to figure out who might be coming in the room