4 Damaged Sound Posts
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Nicanor glared angrily down at the broken guitar that sat precariously on his lap, a chisel in his hand and a few extra pegs set between his lips. Noticing a few shadows on the floor that obviously didn't belong to him, he turned around, realizing too late that by turning he had practically flung the instrument from his lap. The guitar landed on the floor with a loud crash and the young man stared at it for what seemed like an eternity before finally bringing his gaze up to meet the newcomers.
"What the hell do you think you're doing sneakin' up on people, huh?"








