[Saturday|November 27th|After School]

[jazzinmypants]

[After school, there's a student in a cool hat rummaging through his locker by the entrance.]

Damn, did I drop it again?

[Annoy him?]

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[shebangthedrums]

[annnd passing by--]

Looking for something?

[jazzinmypants]

Ahh, yeah. I thought my reeds were in my locker, but...

[shebangthedrums]

Did you look in the band room? Sometimes I leave my sticks there.

[jazzinmypants]

Oh, no I haven't! And here I forgot the first place I should be looking.

You in the band?

[shebangthedrums]

Sometimes it's easy to do stuff like that.

-- Uh, yeah, I am. Drum player.

[jazzinmypants]

[Sigh.]

Tell me about it.

Oh yeah? Clarinet in band, though sax is more my thing outside. But it's not like the music club is big enough to support a jazz section, you know?

[shebangthedrums]

Really? That sucks. Maybe you could ask a teacher about it...?

[jazzinmypants]

Hm. I dunno if it'd fly. Yasogami's not a bad school, but it's still pretty small as far as they go. I don't think the band itself has the budget.

It's cool, though. I play on my own, and help with lessons at the store sometimes.

[shebangthedrums]

It'd be nice if you could get a bigger group for it, though.

[jazzinmypants]

Yeah. Even people just to improv with, you know?

[shebangthedrums]

[nod]

Even for me, it'd be nice just to drum with someone else...

[jazzinmypants]

I know what you mean. What's your name?

[shebangthedrums]

Tsuragi Tomiko. What about yours?

[jazzinmypants]

Ishida Seiji. My parents own the music store in the Shopping District.

[shebangthedrums]

-- Ohh, really? That must be nice.

[jazzinmypants]

I suppose. Helping out there's like any part-time job. Lots of lifting things. But I should be grateful they're showing me the ropes.