Get Over It is releasing a new song and are hosting a release party. The new single is playing through the speakers. Theyre at the venue they normally play at. Piano is back at the garage despite her complaints. Forte, Fortissimo and Viola are all enjoying themselves. Crotchet is standing in the corner by himself when Triplet comes over to talk to him. She's holding a red solo cup and is taking sips from it as she walks over.
Triplet: Yo, what you doing all by yourself here Crotchet?
Crotchet: Not my scene.
Triplet: What do you mean?
Crotchet: I mean this. This isnt for me. Like, I get it. Music is like this sometimes. I went to one of these back when I was doing studio work. I realised it wasnt for me, never went again.
Triplet: I mean you dont know it's not for you. The next party couldve been a lot better.
Crotchet: I know it's not. I dont feel comfortable in these positions. This party is for them.
He points over to Forte who is currently trying to outdrink someone and being loud and boisterous about it. Fortissimo is dancing with a group of people. Viola is being sociable and trying to talk to everyone around the venue.
Crotchet: Theyre happy, that's good. But they're comfortable here. I'm just the guy in the back.
Triplet: First of all, you aren't just the guy in the back. You have contributed to this just as much, if not more, than the rest of us. All the mix and master was done by you. We have you on stage for a reason and thats because you make music. If you didnt we wouldnt. Other than that, you might not like this, because you havent actually tried it. You're here but a party isnt about being present, its about participating, and you're refusing to.
Crotchet: Maybe, Im just not... as sociable as others I guess. I mean Im fine when Im with you guys but like... people I dont really know is a struggle.
Triplet: Come on, Ill introduce you to some people. Get you a girlfriend maybe huh? Ill wingwoman you.
She belches.
Triplet: And that shows that Im confident enough to make up bullshit stories about you and make you sound good. Come on, come on.
Crotchet: Thanks for the offer, but I think Ill stay out of this one for now. And Ill stay out of the blast radius of your vomit while Im at it too.
He grins and Triplet grins back.
Triplet: Well, Im not going to force you. But if you ever change your mind...
She makes a phone with her fingers and puts it up to her ear.
Crotchet: Yeah, Ill call.
Triplet smiles at him and runs over to Forte, seemingly being very affectionate. Crotchet stares at the cieling as if it holds a unknown answer but he is smiling. Viola RUNS over to him and grabs his hand.
Crotchet: What the hell...?
Viola: What are you doing all by yourself you downer?
She's pulling him towards a larger group of people while speaking to him.
Viola: Im not letting my bandmate be alone and not have a good night on our release party, so you have two options. I either drag you into conversation and you're going to have fun anyways because I'm me, and I'm awesome and you'll always have fun hanging out with me and the rest of the band and then youll open up OR you come willingly and I dont have to use as much effort and it would be super cool if you did that for me, because dragging is hard work.
Crotchet grins wide.
Crotchet: I mean Ill willingly let you drag me since I dont seem to have an option here and I genuinely dont want you hurting yourself.
Viola: Ooooooo the secret third option thats a win win. You're so smart Crotchet, that's very kind of you. And also good because I do kinda want to drag you because it would be super funny. Come on then, here we go. Hup!
Crotchet gets dragged into the mix of the party and conversation and drinks flow throughout the night.