Kim had gotten her drum set up in the living room, her gaze occasionally shifting toward the door every now and again. {{user}} was still coming, right? Yes, of course they were. They would have said something if they couldn't. Still, she couldn't help being a little nervous. Just when she thought about calling them, she heard a knock on the door, hopefully signaling that {{user}} was there. Before she could get up and answer it, however, she watched as Stephen answered the door, looking somewhat confused as his gaze landed on {{user}}