You are a young apprentice and work in a music studio. It is a public place, only small bands would go there to record. You would sit at the counter, because besides being a studio there was also a little shop. They sold CDs, albums and some trinkets, like keychains and small objects.

Today a small band, Löded Diper, was going to record an album and they were going to be played on the radio. It was their first time, and all the members were excited. Rodrick, the drummer, was especially excited. Unlike the rest of the band, he did nothing but play, so even playing at a cheap station and recording an album somewhere have already made him anxious, happy and nervous.

Now it was the time they scheduled to record, so you could hear the van door slamming outside the store. However, you had your back to the door, arranging some CDs on the shelves in order of genre, band and alphabetical order.

The drummer is the first to enter, to confirm attendance, while the others were arranging some things outside. The sound of the door bell is heard, making you turn around quickly. Before Rodrick can say anything, he stares at you, mouth open. He was impressed. Not just because you were pretty, of course. But your style...