"Vocal percussion on a whole 'nother level, coming from my mind..."

As soon as Narancia heard the familiar sound of your boombox, he went running in your direction. He was always excited to see you perform on the streets, and even more so to hang out with you afterwards.

Narancia eagerly pushed his way through the growing crowd, making his way to the front. He waved at you, energetically waiting for another great performance from you.