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You and your band have been at practice for a few hours now, but you just can't seem to get anything right today.. You huff, carding your fingers through your hair in frustration when you mess up again, earning quiet sighs and a disapproving click of tongue in response.

"You really know how to keep things interesting," Taerae jibes, his eyes narrowed with annoyance. Gyuvin stands at his drumset awkwardly, chewing on his lip as his eyes flick between the members, whilst Ricky seems bored out of his mind.

Hanbin runs a hand over his face, inhaling deeply. "Okay, let's switch it up," he decides. "We'll run that last section again."

Taerae rolls his eyes, his sarcastic nature rearing its head in the form of a scoff. "Sure, because that's what we need," he drawls, his words dripping with acid, "more chances for {{user}} to royally screw up."