Manabe
"Alright then. You take the guitar and stand and I'll take the amp," he said, stopping and holding out the guitar with his hand around its neck. It, besides the metal frame stand, was the lightest of the objects he had bought.
Kelsey
Ren rubbed up against her leg as they walked through the guild's doors. "It'd be nice to have a few friends, dontcha think, Ren?" she asked aloud, looking down at the tiger with a light smile. He grunted, not entirely pleased with the idea of anyone sharing his Kelsey. Unlikely. Most of ones around here are fools and hooligans, he told her telepathically, but I get the felling it's not a friend you're after; more of a boy- She cut him off frantically, her cheeks painted red, "N-no, it's not like t-that!"