Post by TFP on Oct 21, 2008 16:48:57 GMT -4
With headphones in his ears, Jesse starts to swing his head around and throw his hair into the air with every bend and jump he takes. People walk by, looking at him with a raised eyebrow – I mean; it is quite odd looking at a random guy standing in a hallway, head banging to some music. At a concert, that would be understandable, but in any regular hallway looks plain funny and odd. Either way, as long as he loves what he’s listening to, that’s all cool, right?
Enter random person.
Random Person: “What are you listening to?”
Jesse doesn’t respond as he is in the midst of a corkscrew backflip that started out on his knees. Scratching the back of her head, she stares at Jesse with her arms folded.
Random Person: “Jesse?”
The music becomes louder as a guitar solo kicks in.
Random Person: “JESSE!”
Jesse James Miller: “SWEET! BACK VOCALS ARE SCREAMING MY NAME!”
She kicks him in the shin. Jesse falls against the wall with his eyes wide open, staring at this random person. He pauses his music and takes a headphone out of his ear, a bit confused.
Jesse James Miller: “Holy crap. Uh... who are you? Did you need me for something? I didn’t hit you, did I?! For the love of God, no, please tell me I didn’t hit you. The last thing I need is another lawsuit... OR A GIRLFRIEND... I just had like four-hundred babies last year.”
Random Person: “No. I work here in FWA, part of the video production crew. I just noticed you were acting... odd... there and listening to music. I mean, if you’re listening to something that will make you react and do stuff like that, of course I’d be interested in knowing what it was.”
Jesse James Miller: “Oh! What I’m listening to, eh? I’m listening to my iPod.”
Shrug and he resumes his song, running off down the hallway. Shaking her head, she walks off to where she was originally heading until she bumped into Jesse and gave him a kick of curiosity.
Enter random person.
Random Person: “What are you listening to?”
Jesse doesn’t respond as he is in the midst of a corkscrew backflip that started out on his knees. Scratching the back of her head, she stares at Jesse with her arms folded.
Random Person: “Jesse?”
The music becomes louder as a guitar solo kicks in.
Random Person: “JESSE!”
Jesse James Miller: “SWEET! BACK VOCALS ARE SCREAMING MY NAME!”
She kicks him in the shin. Jesse falls against the wall with his eyes wide open, staring at this random person. He pauses his music and takes a headphone out of his ear, a bit confused.
Jesse James Miller: “Holy crap. Uh... who are you? Did you need me for something? I didn’t hit you, did I?! For the love of God, no, please tell me I didn’t hit you. The last thing I need is another lawsuit... OR A GIRLFRIEND... I just had like four-hundred babies last year.”
Random Person: “No. I work here in FWA, part of the video production crew. I just noticed you were acting... odd... there and listening to music. I mean, if you’re listening to something that will make you react and do stuff like that, of course I’d be interested in knowing what it was.”
Jesse James Miller: “Oh! What I’m listening to, eh? I’m listening to my iPod.”
Shrug and he resumes his song, running off down the hallway. Shaking her head, she walks off to where she was originally heading until she bumped into Jesse and gave him a kick of curiosity.