Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20171004135305

Upon Jo's second time singing through the song Gregory was able to play in sync to the delivery of her lyrics. Though it came off sounding great he still felt there was something missing. He tightened up the guitar riff and began to strum along again. There was a slight grimace on his face as he still wasn't impressed with it.

"Shit, that was tight!" Michael observed, clapping his hands. "You guys are awesome. We do need to settle the drummer issue though. I think I'll ask my roomie Charles or somethin'. He can drum pretty good."

"So this is what has become of our student body?" A voice from the back remarked, sharply. It was Mr. Hattrick. His arms were crossed and he had the 'what the hell is going on here' look. "Reduced to underachieving 'Rock' musicians?!" The way Hattrick forced the word 'Rock' caused both Gregory and Michael to cringe.

"Hey, they kicked ass, old man. You can suck it." Michael was the first to mouth off.