A seemingly lifeless form lay across a sprawling king-sized bed. It was Sebastian Hastings, lead guitarist of the freshly famous band Devil's Lament. After another night of partying he somehow made it back to the group's New York apartment in one piece. It must've been one hell of a night, but he was hungover and couldn't remember any of the previous night's events. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He partied hard all of the time, at least when there was a window of free time between practicing and making public appearances at the record company's direction. The room was pitch black, he could only see the dull glow from the digital clock on the other side of the bed. It was almost noon, no one had woken him up so maybe they didn't have anything to do? Not anytime soon at least, or so he hoped. Bastian shifted and rolled over on his stomach, he might as well go back to sleep until someone told him otherwise. "Rise and shine sleepy head!" A high-pitched, undoubtedly female voice broke through the peaceful silence and all of the sudden sunlight nearly blinded him. The male hissed, it felt like his retinas were being boiled. He rubbed at them until he could see without shielding his eyes, but it amplified his headache. Standing in front of the picturesque window was a female scantily clad in only pink lingerie. Now who was she? He thought it might be Katy, his current girlfriend, but this blonde was definitely not the brunette he dated.
Now that he could see, Bastian also noticed a lump under the sheets beside him. He peeled them back to reveal, yes, another blonde girl he barely recognized. He looked between the two, blinking dumbfounded, then he noticed they were twins. More groupies. He'd done it again. What was this now? He couldn't count how many times he'd cheated and sarcastically he wondered if it counted as once or twice if they were twins. Katy was nowhere to be found, she'd probably seen him flirting with other girls last night and left long before the night was over. "'Morning cutie." He must've been spaced out because he hadn't realized the other girl woke up and kissed him. "Uh," he fished for something to say, there wasn't much since he couldn't remember either of their names. "I have some stuff to do so-" The other blonde cut him off, pressing her index finger against his lips. "Shh, it's okay. We know how busy you can be when you're a rockstar." She winked and started putting on pieces of clothing that had been scattered around the room. "When you aren't so busy, remember to call us. We can have a lot more fun next time." They spoke in unison and it terrified Bastian to the point that he could only nod in response. He didn't want to be rude so he got up in only a pair of black boxers and walked them through the penthouse and to the front door. "Bye bye." They both giggled and left, but only after writing two different phone numbers on his palm.
Well, it really must've been one hell of a night. If only he could remember it. Luckily Katy wasn't present, so he could avoid being scolded and getting into another heated argument with her. She knew how he was, girls were throwing themselves at him and he couldn't bring himself to turn any of them down. It'd gotten to the point where they would argue, he would swear he wouldn't do it again, the same day he broke that promise, and Katy would pretend she didn't know. It was so common now he'd gotten used to the pattern. "Ugh aspirin please." He moaned holding his head and walked into the kitchen to search for his savior. He tried to be as quiet as possible, just in case any of his bandmates were still asleep. More than likely their day had already started, he wouldn't be surprised if they were dressed and had already been out. Oh well, they knew he never woke up early unless someone forced him to. Bastian sat at the table with water, two aspirin, and a bowl of Trix in front of him. Another thing, he couldn't cook to save his life. If someone else didn't he either went out or microwaved something. Since he was hungover it was just a mediocre bowl of cereal for now.