Icy (yes, that was her actual name) always felt freaking amazing after a concert. But she could only imagine that they all did. Not just her fellow band members, but everyone in the audience as well. She always remembered just getting this high after going to concerts by her favorite bands. And now, she the one putting on the concerts, letting other people (hopefully) feel that way too. A few short years ago, neither she nor her bassist/band mate/sister/best friend Jet were sure that they'd make it this far. But they did.
She was currently in this, somewhat more intensified, high as she and her sister were standing in one of the hallways that were backstage. They still had at least an hour or so to go before they got to head out to the limousine that would take them to their hotel for the night. They'd only just gotten used to the promotion from cheap cars and dirty motels, to limousines and five star hotels. But they could all agree that it was a good transition. And none of them would ever want to go back.
The Heywood sisters were both leaned up against one of the surprisingly dull grey walls, just watching everyone else move along, packing up equipment to be put away, or to simply moved somewhere else. Their work was done. The'd already helped put away the instruments tonight, and both were ready to go somewhere else now. "I'm kind of tired Cece. How about you?" Jet questioned her sister, letting out a yawn as she spoke. The older girl shrugged, "Not really, actually. I'm still kind of high on life right now." she explained. "I could really go for a shower though. I feel kind of dirty." the girl added with a sigh. The lighter haired girl ran a slow hand through her messy hair, dragging some it to the wrong side of her head as she did so. She then glanced in both directions down the hallway before turning her gaze to her sister. "Do you know where the boys are Jettie?" she asked curiously, and somewhat innocently. The younger girl shook her head in response. "I have nooo idea..." she trailed off slightly.
