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on the list of things jaeyong loves, devil's asphalt is pretty high on the list. to be fair, the band has gone through multiple iterations at this point, with jisung as the only real staple, but still. he loves playing guitar, and he loves the stupid band.
does he love the people in it? well. that's a different story. to be fair (2), jaeyong isn't really a lover. he is way more, as they would say, a fighter. but this group is pretty fun overall. despite nari's grouchy attitude, and jihu's wet cat aura, he's been enjoying the new lineup after the previous one crashed and burned.
there is one problem, though: park mujin. their drummer.
don't get jaeyong wrong, he's good at the drums. if he wasn't, he wouldn't be in the band anymore, because he is always late to practice, if he even shows up at all. jaeyong is also not one to take much outside of his training seriously, and he doesn't think he takes music that seriously, but he does just want to play some fucking tunes. that's pretty hard without a drummer. they can play some acoustic stuff for fun, but if they want to stick to the devil's asphalt sound, drums are a necessity.
as they're wrapping up yet another rehearsal mujin was late to, but that he was kind enough to grace with his presence eventually, jaeyong pauses. he considers the course of action for a moment – thinks about how to approach the situation. he doesn't particularly want to make it a big ordeal, but he does want the dude to actually show up, so it'll probably take a balance.
"hey," he calls to mujin eventually, as he puts his guitar in its case. "i'm gonna need you to start...at the very least, coming to practice. or like, text one of us if you'll be late or can't come. it's really hard for us to play when we spend half of practice wondering if we're going to have a drummer for the day or not." for as confrontational as the words are, they're calm and relatively amicable. for now.
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