Jeffery smiled while he drove past several stores. A soft vibration in his pocket caught his attention. Pulling out his phone, he quickly put a name to the number. He sent a quick thanks to karma, before heading to the apartment buildings. He noticed Eric already at the buzzer. "Need help getting your drums in?" He asked from the vehicle. He stepped out of the truck slowly and opened the bed.<br/><br/>What was inside was somewhat a mess. The tangled chords made it look so much worse. He pulled out the mic stands and placed them next to the door. Next came the attached microphones and chords. The last object out was an amp, average in size. When he finished getting that up to the door he smiled over at Eric. "How have you been?" He asked quietly, trying to make some small conversation.<br/><br/>Jeffery was certainly not the best member of the band. Eric was great at keeping the beat, and driving the song forward. James only helped that more with a nice baseline. Karma could pump out a great harmony or melody, depending on the song. Ashlynn was a little ball of fire. Her riffs were some off the best in town, no matter her age. Jeffery did his best to compliment each skill.