“The drums are actually really easy to play.” Quill said to the new girl - Neveah. He smiled at her as she sat behind the drum set nervously.

“Are you sure?”

“Yup! You just have to go at your own pace.” He pushed his drumsticks into the younger girl’s hands. Neveah looked at him and back at the drum set. Then without pause she began to violently smash the sticks against anything that she could reach until finally one stick flew out of her hand.

“Was that a good pace?” She asked with a bright smile.

“That...that sure was something.”