“We should jam sometime.”
Maybe you were a bit of a loner.
The only thing that mattered was MUSIC.
Not normal teenager stuff, but that one band whose t-shirt you wanted to wear every day to proclaim your undying love for them.
You spent hours and hours (and hours) in your room chained to headphones.
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The moment you met someone who had remotely the same taste as you, you immediately wanted to be their best friend.
