woo, rock music

[pandion]

When Robin arrives on Sunday, Andi is in the front yard on a lawn chair, knotting a friendship bracelet safety-pinned to the knee of her jeans in robin's-egg blue and two shades of pink.

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[instar]

Bella brings a second with her upstairs, but apparently she is still being introverted.

[pandion]

"How many songs have you even written? Do you just have them all memorized?"

[hold_infinity]

"I dunno, a bunch," she says. "I have most of them written down somewhere."

[pandion]

"Yeah, but do you also have them all memorized?"

[hold_infinity]

"Mostly."

[pandion]

"Wow, I can barely keep the words to 'Jingle Bells' straight sometimes. If I'm in your band can I have sheet music when we perform?"

[hold_infinity]

Robin laughs. "Sure."

[pandion]

"Awesome, I thought that was, like, frowned upon."

[hold_infinity]

"Hey, I currently have zero band members. I can't be too picky."

[pandion]

"Well, I dunno, maybe you had a foolproof plan to find more and they weren't going to have objectionable habits."

[hold_infinity]

She laughs. "Nah. Anyway, maybe you'll figure it out with practice. If you actually join my band."

[pandion]

"What do you wanna call it? Oh man, I've been saying things would be good names for bands for years and I can't think of a single one, if I were Bella I would've written them down but I'm not."

[hold_infinity]

Robin laughs. "I dunno yet. I told you, I'm terrible at naming things."

[pandion]

"Next time I think of a good name for a band I'll pay attention."

[hold_infinity]

"Perfect," says Robin.