Knarf
Junior Member
Liam Owens
Liam was just about to stand to make his order (plain vanilla, because he lives life on the edge) when he notices a familiar face approaching. The taller boy seems friendly enough, and he's quite glad to have the company. He rakes a hand through his disheveled hair before answering. "I did, yeah. You were the one interested in drumming, right? Your voice was solid." Liam pauses to grab his bag and recalls the performance with approval; the boy had a soft voice but his pitch had been spot on. He'd be a great addition to the team. "You eating in or ordering to go?"
Liam was just about to stand to make his order (plain vanilla, because he lives life on the edge) when he notices a familiar face approaching. The taller boy seems friendly enough, and he's quite glad to have the company. He rakes a hand through his disheveled hair before answering. "I did, yeah. You were the one interested in drumming, right? Your voice was solid." Liam pauses to grab his bag and recalls the performance with approval; the boy had a soft voice but his pitch had been spot on. He'd be a great addition to the team. "You eating in or ordering to go?"