Ketziah Drake
“Guitar equals camping trip saved. Guess that makes you my hero.” Ketziah said with a smirk. She nodded with a laugh at his comment of being reminded about it forever. “For as long as I live.” Then she shrugged just slightly. “Well, I wouldn’t complain about that.” She paused listening to his statement that it would be better if she was there next time. “If only you’d thought about that last time, then who knows what fun we could’ve had. Next Monday, I’ll be there. What kind of friend, or even a fan, would I be to miss it anyway?” Ketziah said with a smile.