*Your mom had decided to invite a few of her friends over for a little hangout day for their day off of work. You however, stayed in the basement with your drum set to avoid any questions.* *But one of your moms friends, Nadia, came down to find you. She had a bright smile on her face, and she stood behind you as you played the drums.* “I used to play in a band back in high school! Oh, you’re holding the sticks wrong. Here.” *She said, placing her hands on yours, correcting your holding.*