Music

[ishbalriffs]

*hasn't been having a terribly good week, holes up in his room and vents it out on his guitar, trying not to play too loudly and disturb the household and partially succeeding; doesn't stop playing for more than a minute at a time, even when a few of his fingernails start to bleed a little, pausing only to put bandaids on them*

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[screwurockets]

*grins sheepishly* Yeah, sure. Man, it seems like I'm a real good influence this week.

[ishbalriffs]

*scoffs, rolling his head from side to side in a way that makes his neck pop, a bit stiff from playing for so long* What, you mean on me, man? You wish.

[screwurockets]

*rolls his eyes* Ego much? Nah, I got my double's brother smoking again a couple days ago. Still waiting for my punishment. *rummages around in the pocket of a jacket lying on a chair in his room and pulls out a crumpled pack of cigarettes and a lighter, heading for the stairs* Let's go out near the road where Clara can't see us.

[ishbalriffs]

Yeah, my brother caught me once and fuckin' had kittens. *hesitates for a second at the front door, stomach twisting, then goes out quickly and closes the door behind him, hurrying to catch up to Hei* I don't smoke a lot. Just sometimes.

[songless_psiren]

*walking past his room on her way to hers, pausing at the last moment, reaching out and knocking on his door* Mal? May I come in?

[ishbalriffs]

*stops playing and pauses for a moment, deciding; then vaults over the various piles of dirty clothes, crumpled-up old attempts at writing lyics, and a few scattered shoes to open the door* Hey, Clara. Yeah, sure. *steps aside so she can come in*

[songless_psiren]

*steps in quickly, not looking at him, taking a deep breath and squeezing her eyes shut* Edward was murdered and I'm the only one who knows and I know who did it-! *feels her throat close up and clutches at the collar of her dress, falling back against the wall next to the door*

[ishbalriffs]

*REALLY hadn't been expecting that, just blinks at her for a moment and then prudently shuts the door* What? *speaking quietly so as not to startle her any more, but shocked* Is that what- *trails off, already knowing the answer* Clara, how do you know? You didn't ... you didn't see it happen, did you? *wide-eyed*