we're close to forming an actual band

i don't know how many days since i've been locking myself in my room writing this song, and it;s finally done. i still don't have a title for the song, actually i have ideas but i don't know if they're a good title. like, "love letter to koko" which sounds too cringe, "first love" sounds generic, "last summer voice". actually, i like the last one, because i have weird relationship with summer.

i should call hanako and olivia to record the keyboard and the drums, and get the new member to record the bass later, when we got one.

i send the song to our new group chat, "when can we record this?"

"shouldn't we wait for a bassist first?" hanako said.

"ruru, i'm coming to your house." olivia suddenly send that. "and hanako, you should come too."

she always love to act out of nowhere like this, and never tells the other person about what she's doing.

i'll get some food while waiting for them, though olivia probably not going to take long to come here, she's quicker than a freaking jet plane.

i go to the kitchen to get my lunch, there's a note on the table that say "reheat the leftover curry" from mom.

i check the pan that is still on the stove, there is still a lot of curry. i don't understand why sometimes she cooks so much even though there are only 2 people in this house. sometimes it's so much that the food will be inedible after days of reheating them.

"ruru!" olivia just enter my home without permission.

"please don't do this when you visit people other than me."

"do what?"

"nevermind."

"anyway, what is this delicious smell? curry?"

"yeah, from last night."

olivia picks up a plate and a spoon, "can i?"

"eat as much as you want."

i don't know why olivia is coming here, and instead we just eat curry together for some reason.

we're facing each other in the table, like some mom and daughter. i asker her, "i thought you're with hanako."

"i was saying that she should come too, not coming with her."

"i don't even know why you're here."

"we'll review the submissions together, then record the song together, right?"

"maybe? i don't know. where are we going to record it anyway? i don't want to pay for booking a studio, i'm broke."

"hmmmmmm, let's wait for hanako first." she said, before devouring the entire food like a crocodile. she then drink a glass of water and sit back in front of me, "thank you for the food."

"are you that hungry?"

"by the way, you still can't move on from him after all these years?"

"i can't do anything about it, it just popped in my dreams and i feel like shit for days!"

"well, at least you got some inspiration from it. that song probably have the best lyrics that you've written yet."

"because i'm good."

"if only you're also good at performing."

"as long as they're entertained, i couldn't care less."

"i guess."

someone's knocking on the door, i open the door and it's hanako. "is olivia already here?" she asked.

"yeah, we just ate curry together. do you want the curry?"

"i'm good, thank you."

"let's go to my room, we're reviewing the submissions."

"are we? olivia didn't told me anything."

"that's just how she works."

we go to my desk, seeing the submissions that chat sent. there is not a lot of them, so it's gonna be a breeze. i'm not looking for pure talent, i'm only looking for someone who's passionate about my or our song.

there is one that is very flashy, and more like showing off. i hate it. not only it makes us look like an amateur, there is also a big chance that he might be an asshole that want to do everything in his own way. hanako said that we should consider him just because of his skill, but this is art, we can't judge people just from their skill. it might entertain some snobs when he's showing off, but art is way more than just skill, we have to consider his passion with our song too. and he completely butcher our song with his unnecessary additions that completely delete the soul of our song.

there are a few submissions like that, and then there are quite bad one, plus a joke video where the person is just noodling his weiner. maybe only me that thought it was a joke, because hanako and olivia is traumatized by it.

at the end we just picked someone nearby that is decent enough. and she is a girl too, so we're more comfortable with her.

"should we just dm her?" me asking to hanako and olivia.

olivia just said "dunno.", meanwhile hanako give more proper answer, "dm her and maybe arrange a meeting with her, so we can get to know more about each other."

"where and when though?"

"sunday at 7 at the usual place?"

i look at olivia, she gave a thumbs up. "okay then."

then none of us said anything, we don't know what to talk anymore, until olivia chimes in with "are we not talking about where or when we going to record the song?"

"oh, i forgot." i said.

"so you know hanako, we're poor. so," said olivia while winking to hanako.

"i'll take care of the studio." hanako with full confidence. must be fun being rich.

"now what?" i ask them.

"i'm hungry, let's eat." said olivia while rubbing her stomach.

"didn't we just eat like an hour ago? what are you, my cat?"

"curry's too good, i get hungry again."

"actually, i'm hungry too. let's eat." said hanako.

so we eat again, well olivia is eating again with hanako, i don't want to be jabba the hutt.