Nara, Friday Fictioneers

It’s the weekend again, and I find myself stuck face to face with Maru. I don’t mind her, but a bass really needs her own space.

A case would be nice, and I would love to get polish. But no! I’m stuck here in a corner until Monday.

Though Tommy is quite talented, I want a musician who is old enough to drive.

I want a musician to take me places and meet other instruments and maybe form a band…

I just want to sing on stage and give a great show! Please find me, I’ll be whispering in the dark, quiet corner.