That was a refreshing ride. Indie thinks as he pulls his fixed-gear to a stop and gets off. He pulls it into the MyMusic building, and is about to go inside by the interns when Idol walks out of the door in a hurry to stop him.
"What is it?" Indie asks, frustrated. Idol has a look of confusion on her face, but answers directly.
"There's something in there you might not want to see." Idol says, looking him in the eyes. Indie rolls his eyes, knowing it's just Idol blabber.
Indie pulls his fixed-gear into the main room, and freezes when 'Intern 2' turns around. He has a fedora, a perfectly ironic scarf on, and a plain expression on his face. Everything turns hazy, and Indie feels his back hit the ground and everything go dark.
"Indie?" The high-pitched, if not nasally, voice of Idol rings in Indie's ears, clearing away the blackness.
"Aah!" Indie screams, Idol directly in his face. She jumps back, and gives him a hand. Standing up, he sees Intern 2 again.
"What the f*ck are you wearing?!" Indie shouts. Intern 2 rolls his eyes.
"Ugh." Intern 2 groans audibly. Idol suddenly gasps.
"Your new name should be 'Indie 2'!" Idol squeals in joy. "Because you're indie, and your the second indie, and it matches your old name-"
"Ugh, shut up." Inter- Indie 2 says. He turns to his vintage computer.
"I need time to think about this." Indie walks up to his office.
Indie emerges from his office, coming to a conclusion. He will be nicer to Intern 2 now, since he no longer will be unbearable. Indie 2. Sorry. This'll take some getting used to.
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