So…CP. I think we’re friends?
I hung out with the band kids today at lunch, for the heck of it. CP sat with me and we talked the entire time about jazz.
After school, the band played at the soccer game, and I was sitting alone pretty contently just eating, and he came to sit next to me. And just started talking. By the end of it, he was insisting that I jam with him and WB. Which I’m slightly deathly afraid of doing, because I suck.
We talked pretty much the whole game and I sat nice and comfortably on the ground next to him. I ate a grapefruit and everyone amassed around me.