Elianughedandcursedathim,thenturhejackethangingonthewall,dughiswalletoutofthepocket,pulledoutafive-hundred-dolrbill,andsppeditintoEnzo’spalm.“Here.Fivehundred.Buywhatever.Justdoournewbassistgohungry.”
Onthesofanearby,Celeste（小公主）,therhythmguitarist,hadbeenwipingdowricguitarstrings.Seeingthis,shepausedmid-motion.
IntheRockMusicClub,Celestehadalwaysbeetygirleveryoedon.AthatshelikedElianwasasecrettheentireclubbasicallyknew.Usually,Eliancarriedthatzy,carelessdistaheveryowiththissophomoreundercssgirl—whohadn’tevenofficiallyjoi,who’donlydonehrun-throughwiththem—he’dbrokenpretbyhelpileavefromcramschool…andnowhewaseventhinkingaheadaboutherafternoonsnacks.
Celesteloweredhershes,hidingthefaint,unpleasanttwistinhereyes,andspokesoftly.“Yu-Fan（宇帆）,youseem…reallydifferentwiththisundercssgirl.”
Elianblihenughedlikeitdidn’tmatter.“Thatidiot’sastubbornscestudentwhodoesn’tevencareaboutherownlife.IfIdon’tkeepaneyeonher,I’mafraidshe’llpassoutintherehearsalroomtoday.Andifthathappens,wereallywon’tbegoingonstage.”
Justthen,beyondtherehearsalstudio’sheavysoundproofmetaldoor,slow,weightyfootstepssounded—alongwiththeoccasionalsmallkofametalzippertappingagainstsomething.
Elianturnedhisheadtowardtheentrance.
Hek.
Thatstubbornundercssgirl—carryingahugebassonherbadabowlofpinnoodlesinherhand—hadfinallyarrived.
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