It was one of the not so rare days that Thumper had forgotten to take his medicine. His ADHD could be off the wall on a good day and today was just worse. He was sitting in class, tapping his pen against the desk rapidly, not even making a small beat like he does at times. He kept looking at the clock, the ticking noise driving him nearly insane. He just couldnât wait to be out of class. Music theory was fine and all but he didnât do well in a classroom setting. Twelve minutes, he told himself. Thatâs all he had left. And the second that clock struck on the hour he bolted out of his seat and was out the door. The air was cool and crisp but it was a relatively nice day overall. He had one class later in the day but was heavily debating skipping. Maybe if he had remembered his meds it would be different. Of course it had been an early morning for Bambi and his best friend hadnât been there to remind him to take his pills.Â
After class he found himself at Bean Scene. The club was relaxed and played soft music. Not the type Thumper usually listened to, but it was still calming and he really needed calm that day. He had decided to say fuck homework and took out his notebook with all his song lyrics in it. There were many pages with scratched out lyrics and others with emotional words written in a perfect melody. He was working on a new song but was struggling to focus. He should really start carrying an extra dose of medicine around for days that he forgot, he thought to himself. He had a cup of coffee but had decided it was best if he went the decaf route. He also had a chocolate croissant as a little treat for himself. As he scribbled down messy lyrics in his notebook his pen began to run dry. He dug through his bag, hoping to find another but to no avail he had no others. Groaning he leaned back in his chair when he noticed the person at the next table was also writing. âExcuse me,â he said, âyou wouldnât happen to have another pen, would you? Mine just ran out.â
