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[reluctantbelief]

Magnus wrestled his new shiny, yet morally ambiguous drumkit through the portal and dragged it across the living room, hoping he wouldn't have to explain it to Eric any time soon.

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[nybard]

"Ahem." Eric is leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

[reluctantbelief]

He lets go of the large box and turns to face Eric, his face blank.

[nybard]

"And what is that?"

[reluctantbelief]

"Uh. A drumkit." He grins nervously.