The lead singer of the band belted out a hearty scream, and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath before plugging in the laptop and opening a new tab to search for the magical noise canceling head phones.
Once I found Brent, I'd pay rent and then purchase myself a pair of the highest rated ones. I grabbed a ripped sheet of paper from the stack of scrap I kept in the top drawer and scratched out notes on different decibels, looking for a set with the most reduction.
My office door creeped open, and I slid my chair back, bracing for who dared not knock. The music grew louder as it opened wider, and I readied my pen in attack mode.
"Are those jackasses always so loud?" Broadrick asked as he slipped into the room and closed the door, cutting off some of the noise.
"Maybe they're playi
