|Sloth (modern_acedia) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2015-01-29 21:48:00
|Entry tags:||envy, sloth|
WHO: Sloth and Envy
WHEN: Thursday night
WHERE: somewhere in NY
WARNINGS: Well it's Sloth and Envy, so
The bus ride was horribly boring. Sloth felt a little bit of satisfaction at first, knowing that the Christian farm boy was going to be horribly questioning his faith, his life, and himself for the next fifty years, but that wore off after several hours on a bus struggling through a snow storm. He'd say one thing for the driver, he was certainly determined to do his job.
The last year was a haze of parties, drugs, and poorly-lit gigs. The guitarist of the band had a very rich step-father who was trying to buy his way into her affections by financing a tour of the band through the eastern states. Luna Silence and the Moonlighters had a very niche following, so after the rather specific performances, there was a lot of down time with groupies. Sloth vaguely kind of remembered taking some kind of upper and betting he could walk back to New York, and hence, the barn.
The snow was pretty annoying. But so long as Sloth could get to Envy's creepy castle, there would be some place to sleep tonight.
He pulled out his phone and tapped out a quick message.
hey im on my way bak 2 nyc, wher cn i find u?