Ch. 4: Experience Punk! (MOON)
The next morning…-
Carlo: “Hey, OO!!”
There was a vigorous banging on my door.
Carlo: “Let’s go! We’re gonna practice!!”
OO: “Yeah…”
For some reason I was incredibly reluctant as I got up and followed Carlo out.
He took the lead, and we finally arrived in a grand hall.
OO: “Carlo?”
We had only just arrived in the hall when Carlo slung a guitar over his shoulder.
Carlo: “Yesterday we finished with only doing the piano! So today we’re doin’ punk practice!”
The guitar made a sound as he slid his fingers down the neck, and Carlo casually began to strum the guitar.
OO: “Wow, that’s amazing!”
I clapped without thinking, and Carlo’s happy expression turned to surprise as his eyebrows shot up.
Carlo: “What…what are you cheering me on for!? You gotta do it too!”
OO: “Eh…?”
Carlo: “If you keep saying you don’t want to sing, you should at least try playing an instrument! If I get another guitar ready, it’ll
feel a little more punk, yeah?”
He unfastened the guitar around his shoulder, and called back to me.
OO: “Um…”
Carlo: “Come on, up here! You gotta try it on stage!”
OO: “C-Carlo….wait!”
He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the stage.
My feet dragged, and got caught on a long card winding around the stage.
OO: “Ah…!”
I tripped and lost my balance.
Carlo: “OO!!”
Carlo’s sharp voice echoed in the hall.