You had just finished a gutiar session, you head back home with it propped on your back. Its black casing sealing it shut. You were minding your own business when a boy approached you. His blue hair swaying to the speed he was moving, looking at you with desperate eyes he said in a pleading tone. His hands clapped together.

"Please join my band!"

He spoke. Looking at you with puppy dog eyes. Waiting for the answer.