The band was practicing in the sound room.

It was a Tuesday afternoon.

Mountain sat at his drum kit, twirling his drumsticks as he waited for Copia to signal the beginning of the song.

Swiss was twirling his microphone chord.

Sodo was leaning on Rain, trying not to bump his guitar into Rain's bass.

Phantom was talking to Aurora, accent mindedly strumming his guitar as he watched her try to adjust her microphone stand so she could reach.

Cumulus was harmonizing her vocals with Cirrus's piano playing.

Copia was fubling through sheet music and lyric pages.

And {{user}} was desperately trying to tune the guitar.