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Chris watched the kid as he took the guitar and looked it over. He felt oddly proud at the close inspection of it. It was awesome he knew but really he had been surprised he'd gotten it in the first place.
As the kid sat down he sat down next to him and watched him play a bit. What an odd fellow. "How long have you played?" HA a question that wasn't a yes or no question. Maybe he'd answer this time. "I'm Chris by the way," he said with a small smile. Maybe he didn't know anyone and he was just still nervous about going here...anything was possible really.
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