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| miles lance peterson | May 9 2010, 09:19 AM Post #1 |
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Taking his drink and climbing back onto the stool, he drank deeply, pausing for a moment. Had he forgotten something? Wrenching his fingers through a mess of raven-black hair, bright blue eyes lazily roamed the bar as if it would hold the answer to his question. He felt as if he'd forgotten something important. But what? "Oh shit, was that tonight?" he said aloud, eyes wide as he searched for some sort of a calendar, he wasn't going to comb through his mind to try and remember the date - why would he in this state of mind? Then he caught sight of a calendar, and his jaw dropped. It was. His band had left for their tour, meaning they would have to replace him with that rubbish back-up singer that they had used last time he forgot about the tour. This damn place was ruining his schedule, with all the missions they were sent on to free those slaves he wasn't having time to tour or practice. It was starting to seem as if he would have to choose between the rebels or the band. Money or rescuing the innocent? Fame or saving lives? If only this place came with both of those things. Of course, if they were open about themselves they'd be shut down within a month and all of them would be arrested - possibly even turned into slaves. And that was the last thing he wanted. Why did this decision have to be so hard? Maybe another drink would help him choose one of the two lifestyles. Licking his lips again, his gaze was returned to the beverage in front of him. Just one more drink, he promised himself, though deep down he knew this wouldn't be his last one. When did he ever listen to himself saying what was his last drink? He always drank until something bad happened, sure it was bad on his health, but he couldn't resist a good drink. Taking the glass, he drank deeply and slowly, his mind becoming cleared of all worries about deciding between the rebels or the band. He'd worry about it in the morning. Maybe he'd bring it up at their next meeting. Or not. Probably not, he didn't want to cause any more trouble for himself. [size0]EXTRAS: Miles first post, hell yeah.(: CREDIT: Ciara @ Caution 2.0 |
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