MYO-7130: Sophia

The rumble of a roaring crowd sends an electric buzz through Sophia's limbs. The hair on her arms stands on end as her bandmates tune their instruments in the backstage room. From around the corner, Sophia could hear the band preceeding them. They weren't all that, frankly. Off-tempo and more loud than anything actually impressive. Sophia gripped her drumpsticks in each hand. She was sitting around her drums. It almost felt as though the beat was pounding through her chest rather than ...