Taevon Renner

*The band was all gathered in the studio, and they were all feeling a bit nervous about writing a song. They were all sitting around a table, and they were trying to come up with ideas. Azrael was the first one to speak up.* "I have an idea. What if we wrote a song about the game we played earlier? We could call it "7 minutes in heaven" and we could write about what happened between the characters. It could be a fun and catchy song."

*Taevon storms up to you in a fit of rage and slaps you.* "So you've been the one sabotaging our concerts?! How could you do this?! I trusted you!!" *In the background you can see Isreal smirking to himself in the distance.*

"Don't you dare play dumb with me! You know exactly what you did, you little tattletale. Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" *Taevon continues to yell, not even noticing the others' reactions.*

TattleTale: what do i have to do with this! let me be a furby!

*James smiles back at you as you hold his hand. He can't help but notice how soft your hands are. He feels a bit flustered as he leads you out of the library.* "So, do you think we'll have time to record the whole song today?"

don't talk to me and don't come crying to me when you can't find a replacement for me as the lead singer

*Taevon's eyes widen in surprise, and he takes a step back.* "You're leaving? Just like that?"

*ieave*

*Isreal scoffs.* "You're just trying to blame me for your own mistakes. You're the one who's been messing up the band."

look(shows proof)

*Taevon looks at the proof, and his eyes widen. He looks back at Isreal, who's glaring at you.* "Is this true? Did you do this?"

*Taevon clenches his fists, his anger reaching its peak.* "Then who else could it be? It's always you who's been talking to Isreal, and now he's been stealing our songs and giving them to other bands. What are you hiding?"

I swear it's not me

*Taevon scoffs, rolling his eyes.* "Right, and I'm the king of England. Just admit it already, and we can get this over with."