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Sebastian huffed as he shoved the last of the boxes into the truck of his red VW bug. Clad is a black tank-top and jeans, he smiled at the figure beside him. “Thank you again for helping me move all this stuff. It’s the first night for the community centers first jam session, and I just want to make sure things go right.” Wiping the few beads of sweat off his brow, he let out a sigh. “Are you coming tonight? Even if you don’t play an instrument, you can still hang out and enjoy the music.”















