Whether it be the fate, destiny or just the cosmic powers that be, without failure there will be one guy at every party who can play guitar. Some have spent alot of time honing the craft. Some have learnt the bare minimum in order to get by if put on the spot. Josh is the guy who has learnt the bare minimum.
On a warm summers night at a such aforementioned party Josh brings up to a group of people he dabbles in a bit of guitar. Alot of the time he is greeted with a "Cool man" and the conversation is dismissed quicker then good grades from an Asian tiger mom. This time it was met with "Oh heres a guitar, play us something"
Grasping the guitar he pretends to tune.... which actually throws it more out. He has practised for this moment.
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
Deep breath
Josh sits there now with the confidence of Michael Moore at an all you can breakfast.
"This is one of the trickier ones.... but sing along if you know it"
..... "Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you ..."
Josh moves through the 4 chords masterpiece of Wonderwall by Oasis like the maestro he is. A couple girls around now swoon from his display of musical prowess.
He finishes the song.
"Play another song" someone calls out. Panicked that he doesn't know any other songs he feigns an excuse like "Well thats enough for me, someone else" and passes the guitar over.
Rory receives the guitar from Josh. Rory panics. He doesnt know what to do.
The only song in his repertoire has already been played.
