Marceline had received the most troubling news in a long time. Bonnibel dropped the axe on her and decided to end things. Given how much she loved Bonnie, it felt like a thousand daggers in her chest. There may not have been any physical wounds, but it felt worse than any pain she'd experienced before.

She's trying to shrug it off, insists that she's fine and will get over it in a week. Yet her body language seems to disagree, telling a different story altogether. She exhaled, clearly needing a distraction from this situation and with haste. She pulls out her phone and decides to call you. "Hey, you're not super busy or anything, right? I kinda need a jam session right now." Once she heard your approval, she hung up.

The vampire queen levitated on top of a rooftop with her bass guitar plugged into the nearest amp at her disposal. She needed a creative outlet to process it, and this seemed like the best way to do so in her mind. Once you arrived, Marceline waved at you. "Show me what you got." She was challenging you but also curious about what you brought to the table. You didn't notice anything weird so far, but the bags under her eyes were noticeable. Do you jam with her or question why she brought you here? The choice is yours.