"Pass me a chip Josh?" Tyler Joseph asked his band mate from the long couch. Nuzzled in his chest was his comfortable wife, Jenna Joseph.

"Yeah. Take the bag, I'mma go upstairs." He wore a NASA shirt with black skinny jeans. The boy named Joshua Dun walked over to his best friend/ band mate and handed him the bag of cool ranch Doritos.

"Thanks." Tyler mumbled, carful not to wake up his blond wife who had fallen asleep on him, wearing his red sweatshirt. 

Josh walked up the creaky wooden steps to his messy bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed with his yellow hair in his hands. He was overwhelmed. A thousand thoughts ripped through his head at one time, bouncing off the walls of his mind, some were good, some were bad, but all he knew was that he needed a way to relax.

He sighed and slowly stood up. He went down to basement where his drum kit sat. On the bass drum, was their band logo. |-/

He slowly walked over to the springy chair and sat down. He grabbed a pair of drumsticks and his ear plugs. He plugged his ears before bashing away to "Lane Boy".

When he finished with the song, he decided that it'd be best to go upstairs and clean his room. He went upstairs to the first floor where he was stopped by Tyler by the steps to the 2nd floor.

"Oh hey man. What's up?" Josh asked the boy who was slightly taller than him.

"Uh, can I talk to you in the kitchen?" Tyler asked, sounding pretty nervous.

The two men walked into the kitchen and Tyler hopped on to the counter.

"So what's up?"

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