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".. So! Mako-chan! That's why we absolutely have to make a band!"
Sachiko's normally relaxed, sky blue eyes were now wide and dazzling. Surely her long-time friend wouldn't say no to this request. They both were very much into music, and starting a band had to be the perfect idea. The girl rested on her hand and took a bite of her rice lunch. That was the only thing her mother packed since they were running low on food. Her stupid sister refused to go shopping because it was "too much work" and "nobody would help her". Sachiko grinned from ear-to-ear, folding her hands in her lap and standing, sitting on the desk in front of him and watching him. "Just think about it! If we only get two or more members, we'll be set!"
The girl was already aware of Makoto's bass talent, and she was a well-off percussionist. All they needed was the keyboardist and the guitar/vocalist, and they would be set. Some of her friends could play instruments, but only the boring ones like clarinet or saxophone or bassoon. Nothing totally awesome. Sachiko crossed her legs. "So, will you join? I need you in it! C'mon, maybe we'll even be famous one day!" Probably not, but it was a nice dream. Though, she did hear Japanese bands were getting more and more popularity. The girl took another bite of her rice, and sighed. "I'll even make the flyers and stuff." She smiled.
"Whaddya say, Mako-chan? Pleeeaaase?" Sachiko batted her eyelashes, smiling widely and staring him in the face.
Sachiko's normally relaxed, sky blue eyes were now wide and dazzling. Surely her long-time friend wouldn't say no to this request. They both were very much into music, and starting a band had to be the perfect idea. The girl rested on her hand and took a bite of her rice lunch. That was the only thing her mother packed since they were running low on food. Her stupid sister refused to go shopping because it was "too much work" and "nobody would help her". Sachiko grinned from ear-to-ear, folding her hands in her lap and standing, sitting on the desk in front of him and watching him. "Just think about it! If we only get two or more members, we'll be set!"
The girl was already aware of Makoto's bass talent, and she was a well-off percussionist. All they needed was the keyboardist and the guitar/vocalist, and they would be set. Some of her friends could play instruments, but only the boring ones like clarinet or saxophone or bassoon. Nothing totally awesome. Sachiko crossed her legs. "So, will you join? I need you in it! C'mon, maybe we'll even be famous one day!" Probably not, but it was a nice dream. Though, she did hear Japanese bands were getting more and more popularity. The girl took another bite of her rice, and sighed. "I'll even make the flyers and stuff." She smiled.
"Whaddya say, Mako-chan? Pleeeaaase?" Sachiko batted her eyelashes, smiling widely and staring him in the face.