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[hisownbeat]

[It is morning. Bright and early, as the saying goes.

And whatever semblance of peace and quiet is shattered by the musical styling of three men in plastic suits oni who are blowing on a trumpet, strumming a guitar and... the last one is beating on things with drum sticks, it's cool, I promise

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[heartsaremadeof]

What . . .

[hisownbeat]

[he nods at her, but still playin']

[heartsaremadeof]

[well if I wasn't before I am very awake now]

[hisownbeat]

Yo-!

[heartsaremadeof]

Yo? Right, right! Yo!

What . . . Again? Transformed again? Ah, no no no, that was Halloween, Halloween is when you're supposed to do this, this is just weird . . . Right?

[hisownbeat]

It's not weird at all.

[back to drummin']

[heartsaremadeof]

Sorry!

[hisownbeat]

It's just been some time, right? Doesn't mean weird.

[heartsaremadeof]

No, no! Not in a bad way!

[hisownbeat]

Mm, right?

[heartsaremadeof]

Not at all!

[hisownbeat]

Don't look so surprised, then.

[heartsaremadeof]

It's too early not to be surprised!

[hisownbeat]

But even so, don't you like the music?

[heartsaremadeof]

That's not the problem, really.

[hisownbeat]

Just the time?