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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: Guitars and drums
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: Playing musical instruments
Words: 205
Finished: 11.02.2020
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Casey eyed the guitar at the wall of the garage with interest. „Can you play,“ he asked.
Zeke looked up from the lab table. „It's a while. But I guess back then I was quite good with it.“
„My favorite instrument is the drum kit.“
„The drums? Really?“ Zeke looked surprised. „Okay, tell me, what other kinds of dark secrets do you hide?“
„It's a year ago, or two, that my shrink suggested music therapy. My mom already pictured me as a famous star.“ Casey laughed. „I'm afraid none of them were thinking about playing the drums. It's not as easy as people think, but it was a hell of a lot fun.“
„Why did you stop?“
„My dad.“ Casey shrugged. „One day, he decided that he wasn't willing to endure this ear-piercing noise any longer, and he sold my drums at eBay.“
„Get it.“ Zeke pulled the face, thinking that this was the reason why he enjoyed the absence of his parents. „Hey, a friend of mine owns a studio. I could ask him if we can hang out there now and then, going wild with the guitar and the drums. I guess we could make a great team.“
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: Playing musical instruments
Words: 205
Finished: 11.02.2020
:::
Casey eyed the guitar at the wall of the garage with interest. „Can you play,“ he asked.
Zeke looked up from the lab table. „It's a while. But I guess back then I was quite good with it.“
„My favorite instrument is the drum kit.“
„The drums? Really?“ Zeke looked surprised. „Okay, tell me, what other kinds of dark secrets do you hide?“
„It's a year ago, or two, that my shrink suggested music therapy. My mom already pictured me as a famous star.“ Casey laughed. „I'm afraid none of them were thinking about playing the drums. It's not as easy as people think, but it was a hell of a lot fun.“
„Why did you stop?“
„My dad.“ Casey shrugged. „One day, he decided that he wasn't willing to endure this ear-piercing noise any longer, and he sold my drums at eBay.“
„Get it.“ Zeke pulled the face, thinking that this was the reason why he enjoyed the absence of his parents. „Hey, a friend of mine owns a studio. I could ask him if we can hang out there now and then, going wild with the guitar and the drums. I guess we could make a great team.“