《关闭小说畅读模式体验更好》

        Elianblinked.

        Then,insteadofgettingangry,somethingbrighterfredinhiseyes—i,sharpandhungry.

        “Gotanastymouth,”hesaid,smilingashenodded.Hesteppedbadpoihebiggest,mostexpensivebassampintheroom.“Ifyouthinkwe’remissinglowend,thenwhatareyouwaitingfor?”

        Cradidn’tanswer.

        Sheunzippedhergigbag.Theheavybckfive-stringbassslidintotheair.

        Withpracticedease,sheslungitoverhershoulder,pluggedinthecable,andcasuallyturheamp’sbassandmidknobs.Whenherrightthumbstruckthethickeststring—thelowB—

        Boom—

        Adeep,fullwaveoflowfrequencyrolledout,soheavyitfeltliketheflooritselfvibrated.Itwastheabsolutelowendtheseseniorshadbeenwaitingforallweek—andcouldn’trepce.

        Cramutedthestringswithherpalm,cuttingoffthesustain.TheedherheadandlookedatElianwithcalmeyes.

        “Ionlygotthesetliststnight.Istillhavetoreviewathomeanddealwithcramschoolinthem.”Shesaiditwithplete,shamelesslogic.“SoIhaven’tlookedatthechart,andI’tpyyour*DoNothing/Bitchsp.*”

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