The Walls Came Down

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

“It feels almost like having a job, doesn’t it?” Chris said to me a couple of nights later, as we were sitting around the living room eating take-out Chinese with the pretty much the entire gang, which meant the rest of the band, all our roommates, their significant others, and Carynne.

“What does?” I asked. The hanging out as a group was becoming a regular thing.

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