Apr 16, 2016
Joaquin barges into the kitchen, ukulele in his arms, assuming the playing position. “I’m no professional musician, but I have mastered the art of ‘Somewhere Over The Rainbow’. I know it’s, like, midnight but fuck it, let your ears take it in. 1..2..3..4..”
Elijah was making himself a sandwich when Joaquin barreled into the kitchen. He stopped to stare at his friend, taking in the ukulele, before shaking his head and returning his attention to his sandwich. “If you suck, I’ll find a tomato to throw at you. You’d be ruining my sandwich eating experience with your terrible playing.” He didn’t need Joaquin to ruin a perfectly good turkey sandwich. “When the hell did you learn to play it and why the fuck at midnight?”
