And Today Was a Day Just Like Any Other... [Open!]

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"Dammit. 'I am aware I've been misled…'" Hunter sings quickly, tapping out a chord progression on the keyboard. He's been staring at a piano sitting in the middle of a practice room, racking his brains for the next notes, for about five minutes now. "Oh. It was a B-flat." he mutters, moving through a short section of the song at a much slower pace.

"And... from the top. Again.

I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge
Of unraveling with every word
With every word you say, make me believe
That I won't feel your tires on the street
As I'm finding the words, you're getting away

I come undone, oh yes I do
Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you
And every word you say, say something sweet
Because all I taste is blood between my teeth
As I'm finding the words, you're getting away..."

Hunter doesn't harbor any secret dreams of being a rockstar, and he certainly wouldn't immediately stop playing if someone accidentally walked in on him. Nope, not him.

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Slobo's grin returns as he provides a good backbeat.

"Yeah, this is a bit more my thing..." He says happily as he keeps up the beat. "If only we had a bassist er guitar player, we'd be rockin' the house!"