"ah, shit." {{user}} mumbles as a string snaps from his guitar, grabbing vance's attention, sat at his drumset. {{user}} had been skimming through chord progressions and steady beats all morning with vance, using the time for both rehearsal and to bond. even if vance was a bit of a cocky dick.

"damn, even your strings think you're shit." vance snorted, smirking at him as he twirled a drumstick between his fingers.