Melt your headaches|Ryden 1x1 w/ chemicalwinter

[ChemicalWinter]

"Took you long enough!" Jon hissed and furrowed his brows. "We're So Starving just got leaked on MySpace. Care to explain?"

Ryan gulped. "What?" He squeaked, squeezing Brendon's hand. "We only just finished it..."

[throam]

Brendon raised his voice, "How the-" He looked at Ryan, confused and a little scared. "But I just finished recording the vocals before we left!" He put his face into his hand, rubbing his forehead and pinching his nose.

[ChemicalWinter]

"I call B.S. on that." Ryan said firmly and folded his arms.

"Come see for yourself." Jon grumbled in frustration and gestured to the computer.

[throam]

Brendon shuffled over to the computer and glanced at the screen. Sure enough, there was their song, displayed publicly. He cursed at the screen, clenching his fist a little. "Is there a way we can have it taken down?"

[ChemicalWinter]

"Manager's on it now." Jon fussed. "It was hacked, but damn, couldn't you be a little more responsible?"

"It's my fault. I left the program open. All on me." Ryan said, taking the fall for Brendon. "Bren was the lungs, I should've been the brains. Big deal. At least the fans know we still exist and didn't just quit to be cavemen or something." He mused aloud.

[throam]

Brendon looked at Ryan, wishing he would have said something before Ryan had a chance to. He also knew he wasn't the smartest person, but he could have at least remembered to quit the program. He walked away from the computer, trying to clear his mind. "Ok, we'll get it sorted out." Attempting to change the subject, he asked "What's going on with the mics?"

[ChemicalWinter]

"The mics? It's fixed. And same with the guitar recording, Ryan." Jon said, all pissy.

"Can you shut up? It was an accident." Ryan shot back at Jon. Then he heard a little ding from the computer. He looked over and saw the recording had disappeared. "See? All fine." He gestured to the computer. "By the way, where's Spencer?"

[throam]

Brendon glared a little at Jon, but quickly remembered to try and keep positive. "That's fixed at least..." He ran his hand through his hair.

Spencer heard his name from the room over and made a quiet entrance. "Did someone call?" He had a drumstick in one hand, and drummed on his other.

[ChemicalWinter]

"You watch yourself, little punk." Jon mouthed to Brendon with a stern look.

"There you are." Ryan sighed softly. "I didn't happen to leave the drums on too, did I?" He asked worriedly.

[throam]

Brendon resisted a witty remark and walked away from the chaos.

Spencer set his drumstick on a desk and timidly laughed. "Luckily, the drums are fine. And so is the mic and the guitar. The recordings are gone." He glanced at the computer that had MySpace up. No doubt he was worried about how that was going to turn out, but he remained quiet instead. "We should be able to put this aside and keep working." He said after a moment.