Jax sighed as he sat in his room, a red electric guitar in his lap. It was covered in stickers that he found or the others had given him.

The periwinkle rabbit looked rather frustrated, trying to get the chords right. ”UGHH..!” He complained out of annoyance after nothing but a jumbled mess of sounds came out of the guitar once again.

He was on the verge of giving up at this point, wondering why he even asked Caine for a guitar in the first place.