Don’t let this face fool you
The cover is far different from the contents inside
Open up and take a peek, See what I mean

The weather was beautiful and still he pulled the second shirt on over his head. The Friday the thirteenth shirt eased over the plain grey long sleeved shirt. His belt jeans socks and shoes already in place he just needed to add the shirt. Once that was done he went and grabbed a brush and got the knots out of his hair making sure the dark length was smooth at least if he wasn’t in the mood to do something with it. That done he grabbed the massive bag of skittles and the BFC Monster he had along with the neck of his acoustic. He headed out doors. It was a nice day after all. Why waste it indoors.

Warran settled on a bench guitar in his lap the BCF Monster before him along with the large bag of skittles. He grabbed a handful and tipping his head back dropped them in his mouth. Wiping his hand on his jeans and turned his focus on the guitar in his hands as he chewed the sweet fruitiness of the skittles. His fingers strummed the chords. He worked on tuning the long unused instrument. He normally preferred his bass guitar after all. Going by ear, one by one he returned the stringed instrument, pausing for more skittles and to drink the energy drink he had before him. Once it was tuned it was warm up time. He worked his scales getting the feel for the guitar again at last.

Once he got the feel for it he choose a song at random, the one he remembered best being Pain by three days grace he went to work seeing if he still knew it. Several mistakes later he had it going. His fingers and the pick producing the sound he was looking for. It sounded odd hearing it on acoustic but he had it down that was for sure. With a smile he stopped playing he grabbed and handful of skittles and chose a orange one a red one and a green one and ate them no particular reason he chose those ones he simply did. He took a drink of the quarter empty can of energy drink. He ate the candy while looking around. The foot on the ground tapping with pent up hyperness but he was able to keep it under tabs even with the sugar rush he had.

Warran turned his attention to the guitar again playing pieces of random songs at random just messing around on the guitar, playing mostly fast complex bits, that he still memorized. They sugar in his system making him a little more random than he normally was by it was fine with him. It was all fun and games after all he was just chilling messing with the guitar, he could afford a sugar rush after all.