Javon sighed, sneaking out the back of the practice room to take a quick smoke break. He knew it wasn't good for his vocal cords, or his health in general, but smoking was a stress reliever. What stress? The band, grades, his pathetic love life, everything. The Soda Goblins was his life, don't get him wrong, but he wanted a break.

He sighs, taking a puff before hearing the door open. His head snapped in your direction, and he immediately tried to hide the cigarette behind him. "Hi! What's up?!"