brb crying bc of Ezra

Well, I lie and I’m easy All the time but I am never sure Why I need you

It was on a Monday night, February 6th, 2006, in Ezra’s dorm room. There was no drum set, CT just had two drumsticks. Baio was playing bass through a guitar amp. Rostam was playing a Casio keyboard, the same one he plays until now. They played Oxford Comma and Walcott, went through a few songs that Ezra had a skeleton for and sort of arranged things and that was the beginning of the band.

MY BROTHER TRIED TO MAKE RICE IN A POT AND ENDED UP BURNING EVERYTHING AND NOW IT’S JUST THIS YELLOW MASS OF ROCK-HARD MATTER AND WE COULDN’T EVEN OPEN THE POT FOR THE FIRST TEN MINUTES BECAUSE SMOKE WOULD TRIGGER THE ALARMS AND THE POT WOULD RELEASE THE SOUND OF A TRAIN WHISTLE

"WHY DID YOU NOT USE THE RICE COOKER?" I ASKED

"I DON’T KNOW," HE RESPONDED

"Asians," they thought with a chuckle. "And rice. Am I funny or what?"

Adjusting themselves in their chair to better accompany the fist in their sphincter, they used their free hand to caress a poster of Seth Green mounted on the wall of their mother’s basement.