fandomtownies | The Boards, Sunday Afternoon

So, Jono hadn't opened the Boards in a while. The last few weekends had involved unexpected children, giant rabbits and the like, and none of those things were necessarily conducive to being a functional guy-who-owned-businesses, really.

But today? Today he was going to make up for that. Sort of.

If by 'make up for that,' one meant that he was sitting in the lobby, alternating between playing his bass guitar and poking through scripts. Again. Because someday he swore he was going to audition people for a show, or put on a successful showcase, or put together a band that lasted for more than a month before the lead triangle graduated and left the island...

... Okay, losing the lead triangle hadn't been so great a loss. And if any of the band decided to show up today to play, then all the better. And if anybody new happened to stop in and they knew how to play, he'd be thrilled about that, too.

He had no bloody clue what he was doing with life in general, these days. Might as well just keep going with the flow.

[OOC: Open!]