Night Beat Drummer

Night crept in, and the living room carpet felt a little too quiet. I scooted right over by the corner of the low cabinet and spotted an empty matte-black steel tin alongside a dry, heavy birch chopstick snapped in half. You know what that means: instant drum kit! I balanced upright on my sneakers, hooked my fingers around the thicker wooden end, and slammed down a rolling triplet right across the metal lid. Tang-tat-clang! The hollow tin gave off a crisp, metallic pop that vibrated straight through the floorboards. Just a quick rhythm check before shutting it down for the night!