Write four lines of prose about: the party band.
Sold out of most everything at the bakery today and ended up closing shortly after 3, which let me get out of there by 4. Came home, had a little nap, and then headed to the community centre for the Christmas party.
Food was good, got to chat with a few people I knew, got to meet some new folks. Music was good but I needed to get out of there early, what with working tomorrow morning at 8.
Speaking of which... it's probably bedtime. So...
"Hey, where do you want us to set up?"
"Right over there would be perfect."
"Behind the curtains... but then nobody will be able to see us playing!"
"That would be for the best, really, seeing as you're all rather... unfortunate to look at."