Nikolai had dragged his friends to one of his favorite bars. They had left hours ago, though.

So, Nikolai was left to his own devices, focusing on the humming of a bass and the out of tune singer.

The drummer though? He seemed too good to be performing at some rundown bar like Sina. He was hot, too.

Nikolai hadn’t noticed that the band had stopped performing. Or that the drummer was sitting right beside him.

“Hey, uh..” Nikolai awkwardly began “You’re pretty damn good on those drums.”