| Kuri had been flipping through channels until she’d finally settled on a channel that was just playing a random movie that she didn’t recognize. It gave leeway for her to do something else while it played in the background, which she’d slid off her bed and walked toward her closet to pull out her bass guitar. She’d gotten a lot better at playing it, constructing better sounds and progressions with it to create the type of music she enjoyed. Her music classes in school helped with that, and she maintained keeping up with her practicing until she got better at it. With her instrument in hand, the brunette-haired young woman plopped herself back down on her bed, her legs crossed Indian style as she positioned her guitar properly and began to play or rather lightly strum a song from one of her favorite rock bands, Metallica. Normally, she’d do this with an amp, but given how late it already was, it would be rude to plug that up and disturb the other residents that stayed at the inn.
She hadn’t wanted to do that, so instead, she settled for not using the amp. At first, she wasn’t very good at playing without it and the sounds that came from her bass guitar made it sound as if something was dying, and Kuri definitely wanted to fix that. She wasn’t perfect by any means, but a lot better than she was for the sounds were cohesive enough to be recognizable. And considering the song she was playing from a particular group, no one her age would know it unless they were doing a deep dive into older music and the appreciation for it. She did grow up in an era in which music was still relatively good, for the most part. That is until it all went straight to hell as of the current year. It went from having a lot of great songs from the West coming out to maybe one or two decent ones throughout the entire year being good. Kuri was looking to explore other types of music besides just music from the West but that meant upping the difficulty level and she wasn’t there yet or ready for it. That’s what university was for. She needed to prepare herself sooner but she wanted to enjoy what time she had left as a senior in high school before eventually graduating.
It’d at least give her more time to make an informed decision on what she wanted to study, for how long, and more importantly, would it be worth it. She knew her sister would be supportive no matter what but part of her felt bad what if she was able to achieve the things she wanted while her sister couldn’t? ’I shouldn’t think that but I worry that nee-san will get more overprotective than she already is if I move just a little further than her. That … worries me so much,’ Kuri thought with a sigh while lightly strumming on her guitar. Her focus had been broken after a couple of minutes when she heard her phone go off. Setting the instrument to the side of her bed, reaching over to grab it, and checking her messages. Kuri honestly assumed that it was her sister telling her that she was going to come home a little earlier than normal which would be nice. She could use the break from working late. She didn’t have to but sometimes, she believed her sister wanted to without admitting it.
To her surprise though, it wasn’t her sister sending her a message but it was a message from Bridget. She couldn’t help but blink in surprise at this and immediately opened the text to see what it said. What she’d sent him earlier was short and simple. Checking in to see if he was okay and wishing him well with his work. However, his response to her message wasn’t what she was expecting. Her expression went from being hopeful and happy to one of dread, with her hand placed over her mouth. ’Oh no, Bridget...’ The man clearly wasn’t having a very good night if he’d managed to text her. The text had a few spelling errors in it which indicated that he struggled to send it. Immediately, she dialed Bridget’s number, hoping that he was able to answer it. If he was stranded wherever he was, it was dangerous for him to be out in his condition. She had to go and help him but first, she needed to know where he was in order to get to him. “Come Bridget, pick up,” Kuri mumbled worriedly. ’He’s stuck somewhere and dealing with his Rut at the same time. I have to find him and get him someplace safe…’ |
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Topic: Just Breathe (Open/Mature) (Read 767 times)
