-Matt is walking down a hallway, eyes closed, drumming out a tune. Silver-and-teal isolation headphones cover his ears. An MP3 player clipped to one side of his waistband scrolls through Valid Enigma's latest tunes. The attached earbuds are hanging from the other side of his waist, fastened with a velcro strap slipped through a belt loop. The music
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Oi, Matt!
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I'm talking to you, you know!
[[lol oops]]
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The hell?
-The words are missed but he recognizes his fellow band member. Both drumsticks go into one hand. The other goes to straighten out his hair.-
Did you have to do that?
[I am to confuse? XD]
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Oh, God. Just the person I was missing the most. [hay there, sarcasm!]
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Do you need to be so rough?
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[[ feel free to trip over him <3 ]]
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-Matt keeps walking along when suddenly he finds himself lurching forward. His eyes go wide from that. Does he want to break his drumsticks any time soon? No. He twists himself so he lands on his side instead of on his occupied hands.
One of his legs had run into something. Biting back the profanities he looks back, from his position on the ground, to see what it was and spots a head of white hair.-
Natalia! What are you doing being an obstacle while I'm trying to walk!?
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um, I'm not... Natalie. S-Sorry.
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Matt puts the drumsticks down, props himself up on an elbow, and pushes back the goggles and hence the headphones as well.-
Did you just say 'sorry'?
-Here you have a very baffled drummer.-
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