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February 12th, 1995.
Only just a slim year after the release of Weezer’s debut, the Blue album, something unfortunate occurred to the lead.
It was a winters day in America, when Rivers Cuomo was driving in his 1994 Lincoln Town. It was a very windy day. At this time, Rivers was driving to get some new equipment for the band, specifically a new guitar strap, as his was wearing out due to the usage. Rivers was having a jolly time, just riding around in his car, listening to their album, trying to spot the flaws, as if he didn’t do that already. He wasn’t quite focusing on the road, since it didn’t appear to be busy on that day, seeing as it was extremely cold. Rivers is immersed in the album all over again, when suddenly, someone crashes into the back his car. This gave him very bad Injuries. He had been quite hurt in his back, as the car had hit the boot. His face was also a bit damaged. If you looked at his by his side, it would look strange.
March 7th, 1995.
It had been a month since Rivers had been in the hospital. He had finally gotten a visit from a band member, it was Brian. Brian Bell. They exchanged a few words.
“So, how’s your recovery been?” asks Brian.
“Alright. Sorry I haven’t been able to perform.” replies Rivers.
“Do you know who hit your car?” Brian nervously says.
“No. Why?” asks Rivers.
“I...”
Brian hesitates.
“I did it. I hit your car...”
Immediately after this, Brian takes off. He runs, as if he is a cheetah in a forest. Rivers has never witnessed someone storm off so fast in his entire life. He was quite shocked. Brian? Really? Him? Was he being serious? Well, he definitely was. He wouldn’t have taken off like that if he wasn’t joking.
“I have to have words with him when I’m better. I need to know why. Did he even know it was me in the car?”
June 23rd, 1995.
Rivers had finally made his full recovery from the car accident. He knew that the band was going to practice that day, so he wanted to pop into the studio. This was also his chance to have a word with Brian.
Rivers walks to the studio, the trees are flowing in the wind, and the breeze makes his hair get brushed away from his eyes, to reveal his some-what deformed head.
Rivers walks into the studio with his head down. He feels a-bit melancholic, he decides to look up-
“I know why your here.” Says Brian with a serious, but apologetic tone.
“Who doesn’t?” Replied Rivers.
“I know your angry, but I seriously did not know it was you in the car. I wasn’t focused. I ended up smashing into you.”
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“I’m sorry.” Brian said with a sad voice, going quieter as he spoke those words.
Brian started backing away from Rivers, he’s scared as to how he’s going to react. Rivers then runs up to him.
“It's fine. Really. It's not like I was focusing either.” Happily says Rivers
“A-are you sure?” Responds Brian.
“Yeah! Let's go record now! This album’s going to be great!”
“Yes! Let's go then.”
They both smile at each other. They set up their gear, ready to practice.
And with that, they fully resolved their problem and went on to perform their hit album: Pinkerton. They lived happily ever after!11!!!!!1111