As Mona came closer Kyle dropped his drumsticks standing to stretch his legs. His bandmates looked at her curiously. "Who's the hottie?" they asked with amused laughs. They hadn't expected to already be drawing out the roadies before they ever got on the road.
"Hey!" Kyle said jokingly (though there was some bite in his tone), "She's my girlfriend. Play nice."
"That's your girlfriend?" they asked not even being able to comprehend how he had hooked up with someone so cute.
He pulled his hair back with his hands, wiping them off on a towel. "I'd hug you but I'm a lil' sweaty," he told her with a sweet grin.