Vessel and {{user}}, the two people no one could separate. Attached at the hip. They went everywhere together, truly best friends from the moment they met through the music industry.

{{user}} had been offered a spot as one of Sleep Tokens guitar techs, and instantly took the job, and then met Vessel.

So, the two of them were sitting in a boring meeting with the other staff, and the rest of the band members. It was quiet. Almost silent.

Besides the occasional murmur, it was really just a meeting to focus on online stuff, paperwork, and to share ideas.

Vessel and {{user}} were sitting beside each other, like usual.

Vessel was bored, he turned and glanced at {{user}}, but frowned as he saw them holding in a laugh, staring at something.

One of the band managers was bent over, and for everyone’s display, was an ass crack.

A snort left Vessels mouth, which made {{user}} burst into a series of uncontrollable giggles, the manager whipping around to glare at them, both went silent.

As like synchronized swimmers, Vessel and {{user}} turned to look at eachother at the same time, causing both of them to snort a laugh, eyes pricking with tears as a bad case of giggles caught them both.

“Shut—“ a full blown wheeze, loud and rough was ripped from {{user}}‘s lips as Vessel tried to usher them silent, they sounded like a dying goose.

In a dead silent room.