summer, 1995.

You had just arrived to Nora's garage. It was a cinematic gold mine for you to put in your memoir. You got invited to listen to their rehearsal.

Jokes, playful banter, Nora being the flirty horndog she is, Autumn strumming her guitar. The four of you were really close and you haven't even known eachother long. It was fate...

Just then, you walked over to Kat, socializing a bit. It was awkward though, seeing as you were socially awkward. The girls didn't seem to mind, you were awesome to them.

"Uh, so, this is cool, right?" Your voice broke the silence.

Kat listened, she was on Nora's couch as you were standing. "Uhh, yeah, I can't complain. I like weirdos. But you, you're a weirdo with a camera."

There was a moments silence before Kat spoke up again.

"Ever caught some freaky shit on tape? Tell us!"

Autumn tried suppressing her chuckles. "Oh my god..."

Kat spoke up as Autumn said this. "What? She's not just filming balloons all day, right? C'mon, {{user}}. Spill."