How do you get two guitar players to play in perfect unison?
WHO: Tino and Toris
WHEN: Sunday 17th, April
WHERE: Record & Instrument shop
WHAT: In which two men share their thoughts and passion towards guitars.
Sunday's off were always a nice thing to happen. Especially after a week like this. Tino still didn't know what exactly had happened, but the police were inspecting something in the water. Apparently there had been something there that made some people, including Tino himself, act... a bit weird. Luckily Tino had managed to go on without telling anyone about his little weekend as a Winter war sniper. He wasn't sure if he'd have the guts to show up on the station after that, or if they'd even let him. He had fired a gun after all, even though luckily it had only hit some trees.
But yes, Sunday's off were nice.
Today Tino had decided to go and have a look around a part of the town he hadn't known existed before he had been sent patrolling there, and he had made a mental note to visit some of the shops. Today he'd start off with the Music store. Back in Finland he had played in his cousin's band, but after moving over here he had decided to leave his electric guitar behind. No sense in carrying the guitar and the speaker all the way over the Atlantic if he didn't even have any band to play in.
But like many other things, he missed his guitar, and seeing all the beautiful instruments displayed in the store window, he had become nostalgic. Maybe he could go and try out a few, or even just look. He couldn't afford one anyhow, but it would make him happy to just hold a guitar after all this time.
Stepping into the store, he briefly hoped he wouldn't be too rusty.