"Hey Em," I said, stepping into the garage and closing the door behind me.
"Bout time," she grinned at me. "Come on. Let's play."
I crossed the carpeted garage floor to where the guitar rack was and picked out the same instrument I had used last time. I wanted to try out each of them, but I figured it would be best to ask Amanda's permission first. They were her guitars after all.
"You know you can try any of them out," Emily said, once I'd plugged into the amp beside her.
"This one's fine," I shrugged, taking my seat. "I'd prefer to ask Amanda before I start touching her stuff."
"I'm sure she wouldn't mind," Emily smiled. "But it's nice of you to be so thoughtful. Craig just comes in and acts like he owns the place."
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