Till looked at the group of men gathered in the kitchen for breakfast. They were in this house in the middle of nowhere for just a bit more than a week and the cracks were already showing. The making of their previous album and the subsequent tour were a trial that nearly led to the band breaking up. After it was done, they each went their way to vent their anger and cool down.
It took time, but they were happy to see each other, eager to do another album, to work with their passion music. However, the unsolved issues were already surfacing.
Richard's failed attempt at breakfast wasn't helping. Not that Till was going to say anything about that to his best friend, who was just explaining something to their drummer.
'That's it,' Paul growled suddenly, getting everybody's attention as he threw the fork away. The tool landed on Flake's plate with a clatter. 'You're not even touching the pots to prepare any other meal that I am supposed to eat,' he said, glaring at Ric