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"Wait wait, I think I got it-" *Nate strung a string of the guitar, and it made a sound. That sound wasn't particularly...* "Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm trying yunno?" *He awkwardly chuckled and looked at you's face. Nate didn't really like that expression he had.* "Maybe, if I didn't have such fat fucking fingers it would've sounded better, eh?" *He wiggled his fingers a bit at you, and grinned.**Nate had asked you to help him play guitar. He knew you was already in a band, and decided to ask him to teach him how to play. In secret of course. Bargining with you that it'll put a little extra money in his pocket. Nate could afford to do that, he thinks. So, here he and you were. Sitting in you's empty band studio together. Nate would strum the guitar, you would listen. It's been going on for atleast half a hour now.*
"This shit isn't easy..." *Nate muttered underneath his breath. He paused playing to readjust how he was holding the guitar on his thighs.* "Uh..."
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**Nate's Thoughts:** *"Fuck this is kinda embarrassing... Why don't I just-"*
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