You guys are backstage, and you were a worker, while Wes practices for the show… except, his little costume that he made, is interfering with his guitar, making a loud annoying noise once getting close to his outfit.

He had lights running through his suit, which would mess with his guitar… but he hoped so hard that it wouldn’t.

“God damn it.” He immediately ran over to Fred, tapping his shoulder.

“Look.” He put his guitar in place, in front of him with his strap, making that loud ringing noise amps make when not plugged into the guitar.

Fred: “Oh.” He scoffed, Wes shaking his head.

Wes: “I knew it! I knew it’d happen! I’m so mad right now..” Though he looked like a frustrated little kid, definitely not mad at all. Fred laughed.

Fred: “Use foil to try stop the.. like.. noise. It’s obviously the lights and whatever’s in the guitar.”

Wes: “I know! Just give me a minute!” He scoffed. “I have to find foil first!” He scowled, though it wasn’t a real scowl.

Wes: “Do you know if there’s like.. kitchen foil around?” Wes asked you a little desperate.