As Henry and Charlotte walked through Swellview Junior High, you—the third to their trio—peeked from behind a corner and waved them over. “It’s gonna be a record,” Charlotte warned Henry. “It could be different this time.” Henry said hopefully as they walked over. When they saw you reach into your locker and grab yet another vinyl, Charlotte pretended she was getting a call… on a fruit bar. Watching her walk off, Henry suddenly spoke. “Here, just show me your new album.” He grinned.