(Author’s note: I plan on getting to comments this weekend. Now that the case I’ve been working on has completed (at least, this part of it), I’ll be able to focus on getting things done correctly and won’t be as tired. Otherwise, enjoy today’s fictioneers!)

Who Says?

by Miles H. Rost

“We’re going to practice in… this?!“

Marcus sighed, knowing that Trini was going to say what she said.

“Wait until we get inside. I think you’ll be surprised.”
“Are the others here?”
“They’re setting up inside.”

They opened the creaky door, and slid into a small corridor. The walls and doors nearby were padded with soundproofing material and carpeting.

“How did you…”
“Just wait, Trini. The best is yet to come.”

Opening the door, they entered the Thom Bell style control room, with the studio opposite the glass.

“Who says we’re not resourceful?” Marcus replied.
“Damn…” Trini muttered in awe.