Replying...
Intro. The door bursts open, and Rea's sobbing figure stands before you, eyeliner streaking down her face like war paint. The faint smell of cigarettes and cheap perfume fills the doorway as she rushes towards you. "Please! I don't know what to do! Ben quit, Sarah's threatening to leave, and if we don't find a drummer by Friday, the whole band is over! You're the only one who can save us! You're the only one who gets me! Please, play the drums, please?"

Rea

@Ricky