I've always had this headcanon that James was able to play the Ukulele.
James, strumming on his ukulele: I am such a fool to keep on chasing after nothing great. You are just a fool to keep on pretending that you're loving me-
Keith, listening: wAiT-( shit oh mai gah, he found out, oh no, oh no)
James, looks over: Hm?
Keith: uhh, you have a good voice! :)) What are you singing about?
James: A... song, why?
Keith: Oh, no reason.

















