Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-30953185-20180717213311/@comment-31647719-20180718170741

(Suddenly, Luna comes into his bedroom, miffed as well.)

''Luna: (Angry) Hey, bro! Mind explaining this to me?! (Shows her guitar with all the strings snapped.)''

Lincoln: (Groans) What is it this time, Luna?

''Luna: (Angry) Remember when I told you to tighten the strings on my axe?! Well they weren't tight enough, and they snapped mid jam! Now the band and I can't play!''

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Sam: Hate to say this, Lunes. But that's your responsibility, not your little bro's.