Looking at the music sheet, I tried to focus my mind on our rehearsal, but more often than not, Stefanie and Tiffa occupied my thoughts. It didn't help that Creed's been tuning his guitar for who knew how long now. Broken chords reverberated from the amplifier, temporarily making both of us deaf. When Creed turned the peg and released another long ear-splitting noise, I threw the music sheet away and sat down.
"I can go visit them after the meet and greet," I told no one in particular.
Creed turned off the amplifier and leveled me a hard look. "I told you, you can't. It's the worst thing you can do."
"But it's been a long time since I last saw them!"
"I know you're bad at math, but for f**k's sake, it's only been what? Less than two days!"
"It felt like forever to me."
Creed groaned,
