Rest || The Crafting Dead
Title: Rest
Characters: Nick, Ghetto, AK, Shark & Jess
Summary: Very Short, the gang finds a moment of peace in an old music store
A/N; guess I’m a CD blog now djshrjshjsjd. I wanted to write something about it and all I came up with is this really short thing so enjoy!!
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“Hey Jess, you ready to go?”
“You bet.”
Stumbling upon an abandoned music store had not been their intention, but now that the group was here, it was a sin to miss the opportunity. The five of them were piled in, and each of them picked an instrument. It had of course taken a bit of work to hook up the generator the the stores power supply but they all believed the effort was worth it.
Shark sat behind a piano that had been left neglected for so long it was slightly out of tune. In possession of an electric guitar was AK, who had replaced at least three of its strings with spares lying around the store. Ghetto had dusted off an old drum set, and was using a pair of old chopsticks he found behind the counter to play, as drumsticks were nowhere to be seen. Nick managed to find an old launchpad, and he’d hooked it up to Jess’ microphone, both to provide special effects and to play along. It was a ragtag band, but they somehow all managed to find something they could play.
The dusty music store probably hadent seen anybody through it’s doors since the beginning of the apocalypse they found themselves in. After all, who needs a violin to survive when the zombies attack? But after all that had happened, music seemed to be able to provide a much needed reprieve from all the shit luck and bad hands they had been dealt lately. Just... one moment. One moment of quiet peace, simple joy in playing music with friends. That’s all they needed right now.
Shark began to play, a short intro to begin, and Jess started singing.
“It’s the last... day on earth...”
And for a few minutes, All was calm in the midst of calamity.