deepinthedark
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Benji made it backstage and took a seat on the deserted drum kit throne. As he sat there he tested out the pedals to the kick drum and high hat. They were adjusted perfectly. He tapped the snare a little and listened to the little chain beneath the head rattle. His right leg began to fidget, his foot wanting to start pounding out a heartbeat. Nadia was nowhere in sight. He wondered where she had gone this time. Fortunately he could also see Nailz. He still had the urge to go ask her what she was thinking, but resisted. Pulling the drumsticks from the top of the kick drum he began running through a cadence he always played when he warmed up. Hell, now was as good a time as any to audition. He ran through the cadence full force, using every available tom and cymbal. He began to work up a little sweat and watched as the lights played off the crash when he would smack it. His hands felt okay despite the recent altercation, but his head pounded each time he hit the cymbals with any force. Closing his eyes he lost himself, hearing the music around him that played only in his head. He spun the sticks each time he raised them from the drum heads and finally ended it with a sudden crash of both cymbals. They rang for just a second before he grabbed them.
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