Jan 23, 2011 15:21
[Nearly two weeks have passed since his arrival. Two. Popsicle-licking. Weeks. AKA the longest time Kevin has ever gone without playing guitar since he first picked one up. He's had his hands full with trying to adjust to the whole being-trapped-in-a-weird-prison-world thing, and the whole living-in-a-big-scary-apartment-by-himself thing, but now he decides that it can't be put off any longer: he needs to get his hands on a guitar and crank some music out.
Maybe he needs to distract himself from how much he misses his brothers. Which is a whole lot, by the way. He needs an outlet.
So he embarks on an adventure to the item shop, in the noble quest for guitar-itude! Feel free to run into him at the store, or as he's on his way back to Community Housing building 4. With a totally sweet guitar (and an amp!) in tow, of course!]
wait frankie who,
idk my bff joe,
so call us freaks,
idk my bff nick,
that's just the way we roll