Sam let her play out the first bit but once he got a feel for it he couldn't help but drum along. It was great to be playing again and even better to play with a friend. The thing he had missed the most about being at school was having someone to jam with.
Although Brody did so love to assert her independence in the music department, jamming with people was still one of her favorite things. She might have shied away from the idea of a band full-time, but there was still something about the way all of the sound came together, blending and working. It always gave her shivers.
When she had played out the entirety of the song, she held her hand over her strings, lifting her head to grin over at Sam. "Intense, bro."
"Tell me about it," Brody sighed, shaking her head. "I really thought I was going to die when I was stuck home all that time. I didn't have anything to do at all. Talk about dull.. plus my brother was being a complete douchenozzle the entire time."
"It was too quiet," he nodded. "No douchenozzles," he grinned. "Well... until I woke up the morning after my new years eve party to find some lovely art work and hung over kids all over my house. I woke them up by pelting them with cereal and sometimes the entire box," he laughed. "Did you make it to my party?" he asked. "I didn't see you there."
"I was around for a bit," Brody replied. "I left kind of early though, one of the friends I went with started puking and I couldn't deal. I just went home and hung out with my sister for a bit. She was babysitting our cousins," she added. "Sorry about that puke, by the way, if you were the one who had to clean it up."
He laughed. "It's alright," he shrugged. "There were plenty worse things to clean up than puke," he scrunched up his nose.
"Sounds like a pretty mellow night," he nodded. "Must have been nice," he laughed. "I had fun, don't get me wrong but we had to bust our asses to get that place spotless the next morning," he grinned.
"Ugh, I can only imagine," Brody replied, shaking her head. "You were a real sport to put it on, hun. I can only imagine the crap you went through.. probably literally in some cases. Pretty awesome of you guys," she mused, smiling.
"And it was pretty mellow. We just snuggled up with the dogs and watched the Space Needle fireworks on tv."
He grinned. "Yeah," he shook his head. "I'm surprised we didn't get in trouble. We had just finished taking care of things when my parents rolled into the drive way."
"That sounds nice," Sam leaned back in his chair. "Fireworks are always my favorite and we didn't even get any at my house. Someone had switched to the Time Square countdown and then some, oh man... some blonde chick assaulted me with her tongue," he laughed.