Chris mrrfs as the toast is shoved in his mouth, and he takes a bite before politely placing it back on his plate. He's really not that hungry today, or ever really. A strict vegan, he eats very little anyway, except on one day of the month, when he undergoes an almost werewolf-like change and becomes savage and near-feral in his behaviour. He picks up his guitar and nods to Reizu and Ptricia to start the session.<br/>Despite straining to reach the high notes on Micro Cuts, and dropping his pick halfway through Frantic, Chris managed to get through the practice session without much hassle. It's around 7pm when they all pile into Reizu's bus, placing all the gear in the back. Chris looked around inside and nodded appreciatively. "Yeah, this is good. Reizu, you driving?"