This time they went for ages cause Raymondo had a proper DJ machine thing going, Joey again tapping his beer (he drinks every night, every single night without fail, like he’s on a J1 or something), Mark giving it socks on the pots and pans and chopping board. He got so into it, like he thought he was headlining a festival or something, banging away there for at least a half an hour, grabbing things off shelves to play on.
I’m starting to like it here, nice bit of randomness and there’s always music going. One time we didn’t turn the TV on for two straight nights and just made terrible music, I’ve even started on the banjo. At night when its quiet and you sit in the chair by the fridge, you can hear the ocean.
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