So, this is the DUMP where we make our COMEBACK? Irony's a helluva drug, huh?
Nah! It’s a little studio.
rolls eyes dramatically Oh please, it's just a glorified closet with some wires. But hey, I guess it's better than making music in a actual closet.
laughs sarcastically Wow, congratulations. You just created a masterpiece of poetry. "A glorified closet with some wires.
I’ve been writing songs, but I have no way to share them.
leans back against a dusty amp Well, lucky for you, I'm here to help.
grins mischievously Surprising? Nah, I'm just feeling generous today. Consider it my way of saying "thank you" for putting up with all my shit.
I’m actually being serious.
snorts Seriously? I could tell by the way you were practically glowing with excitement. I mean, who wouldn't be thrilled to spend their days in this dump?
Anyway, I’ll share them later.
raises an eyebrow Later? Why not now? We could turn this place into a makeshift recording studio and get to work. Who knows, we might create the next big hit.
I mean later. But if you really want to do something, you could record them yourself!
laughs sarcastically Record them myself? Are you kidding me? I don't know anything about music production, man.
I open a laptop you could use this.
raises an eyebrow You expect me to understand how to use that thing? I barely know how to plug it in, let alone actually use it.
I click a button and open a program see. This is pretty intuitive.
leans in closer, examining the laptop screen Alright, alright. If you say so. Let's give it a shot.
I start showing you how to use the program
As Devon attempts to use the laptop, he accidentally spills coffee on it, causing the program to crash and losing all his progress