Jed turned slightly to the left, eyeing the girl whom had aproached him as he had began to stand up. He towerd over the girl by atleast four inches. "Yeah, thats me. Answering the AD?" He replied casually, pushing his shoulders back gently, a soft rustling sound emitting as his black 'Nuclear Assault' shirt brushed gently against the inside fabric.

"What instrument do you play?"

Jed prepared to roll his eyes, expecting the answer of the girl to be vocalism. So many poser musicians passed him every day claiming to know how to sing, and all they can do is scream. This made him sick to his stomach, having gone through years of self training to be able to sing and a entire generation of kids began ruining it with "REEEEEEEEE RAH BRAHH RUUUUUUUUU"

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Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane