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[Jun. 20th, 2011|01:57 am] |
FEATURING→ Open
RATED→ PG-13 for Musician humor to follow
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Atlee took a deep breath and tuned her guitar, singing softly to herself, an hour into her open audition for her new band, an hour of no one showing up, not even a call. "Fuck, everyone said post on craigslist, post flyers all around town... what do I get? Jack. fucking. shit." She sighed to no one in particular. "Fucking bullshit."
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He was late to everything. It was like his internal clock was set to stuck. Maybe he smoked too much weed in high school, maybe his mother smoked too much weed in high school, whatever the cause, the effects were a lack of a concept of time, the ability to fall asleep anywhere and frequent zoning out.
He checked the address three times. He needed a new band ever since two of his ex band members got girls pregnant and the whole thing disbanded. He didn't care that the front runner for the band seemed to be a chick, even. He just wanted to play.
"Hey..." He said as he stepped in, "Is this the auditions?" |
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[Jun. 20th, 2011|09:26 pm] |
FEATURING→ Sebastian and Brando
RATED→ R (borderline NC-17 for hot man sex)
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Sebastian was stretched out on the couch in his living room, watching the local news and waiting for his boyfriend to stop over. As much as he loved spending time with his new best friend, Penny, Seb wanted to have some real alone time with his new boyfriend. The benefit of his apartment was that there were no chances of a surprise return home of his new best friend. No one but maybe Kemp to come wandering in and well, he's seen him have sex before. |
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