A Sleazy Town In Detroit Michigan

Lina slid the bottle of whiskey from Liam's fingers when Otter and him starting making out. She turned away and looked at the ceiling before taking a long swig from the bottle, before dropping it back in her lap. She then pulled her legs off of his thighs, and forced herself to stand up. She steadied herself against the bar before stretching and starting to walk away. She heard Liam suggest that they both go back to his room, and she shook her head. She was pretty sure he was on the same floor as he was, so if she got too bored, they could watch TV or something.

"I'll go back to my room for now, thanks." Lina said, frowning as she tried to remember where she had put her key. She felt underneath the belts, and reached in both sides of her bra, coming up with nothing. Then she kicked her heels against the bar to see if they were in there, before she felt a quick poke in her thigh. Oh yeah. She had tucked it in the waistband of her black lacey underwear. She was suprised it hadn't slid out already. She slipped one side of her dress up and slid out the key, before pulling her dress back down to the tops of her thighs. She turned and waved to them on the floor, before jumping and sliding over the bar.

She pushed through the crowd of people, ignoring the hoots and the butt slaps. If the guy from earlier was still in her room, then that would work for her. She finally got through all the people, and made her way to the elevator. She pressed the up button, and moved her hips slowly waiting for the ding. When it finally came, she stepped into the elevator, waiting for the doors to close. She pressed level 21, and looked directly at the electronic monitor that showed the floor.

Once she reached her floor, she walked out. Her heels were quiet against the carpet, and her legs were hurting a little bit. But she walked down the long hallway, before finally reaching her room. She pushed the key in the door, and watched as the small green light came on, before turning the handle and pushing inward. The door pushed open, and she walked in the short hallway to the grand room, seeing it was empty but messy. She sighed and kicked the door shut behind her, before walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge.

She unzipped her black heels and threw them against the wall, before reaching her hands behind her back and pulling down the long zipper that when unraveled, had the dress completely open in the back. She slid it off of both of her shoulders, before working on the belts to get the dress completely off her frame. She threw the dress and belts all in one pile, before flopping back on the bed. She climbed under the silk black covers, turning on the TV. But she was seriously bored. She dug around her bed for her phone, and sent a text to Liam.

'You guys upstairs yet? Come to my room if you are, i'm bored as a bitch.' She sent quickly.

Liam sighed, watching Lina leaving, although the peek at her underwear was all the worth IT. He sighed angrily with himeself as he thought`s he was thinking, they were his friends and it had been a long time since he had had friends with benefits, they never worked out. Sooner or later someone would want a relationship and the thoughts of those would make him shudder, he was no guy meant for commitment. He shook his head, feeling rather stupid that Lina had left and now Otter sat on the ground, looking more than a little sad. He wanted to hit himself because he did stupid things tonight but had a distinct feeling that they would be okay in the morning, well, he hoped so.

He bent down to pick Otter up with his good hand, dragging her slightly. He wasn't one to forget the whiskey bottle that he had just been holding and took another long chug, finishing the bottle up. He threw it away into the darkened alleyway and then dragged Otter back up to the room, waiting at the elevator in a slight silence. It wasn't a bad silence, just one that needed a silence. He peeked down at his now throbbing hand and knew he had to fix it, just not now in his slightly more drunken state. He practically jumped when he suddenly heard blaring music coming down from his pocket and fished his phone out, looking at who it was. He saw the screen flash up with Lina’s name and opened the text, seeing that she wanted to hang out with them. Another glance at his watch told them it was now two in the morning and he had a feeling that he would still be fucked up for their show tomorrow. He just shrugged and pressed the e21st floor button in the elevator, waiting for the doors to shut.

He turned to Otter and gave her a small smile. "Lina invited us to her room, want to go? Maybe do another joint or something," He suggested, knowing by now a joint would probably just prove to calm them all down. He waited for the elevator to go up but it seemed extremely hot and Liam's slight fear of claustrophobia started to kick in. He shook his head and felt a sudden wave of heat from the fear and just solved it by taking his shirt off, draping the shirt over his shoulder, that would have to do for now. He dragged Otter out of the elevator and brought her to where he knew Lina's room was and knocked at the door, placing his hand on the small of Otter's back to support her there, still feeling hot from the elevator ride.

Otter grinned and wrapped her arm around his waist. Her feet slightly dragged, for one her shoes were incredibly heavy. As well she wasn't very sober.

She walked through the people and it seemed like everyone was watching them, they were popular after all. The elevator seemed to take forever. They were the only ones in the there and not a word was spoken, but it wasn't an awkward silence. Then all of a sudden his phone went off. She smirked, and watched him look at the screen, not caring much to read what he was talking abouut.

He asked if she would be interested in going to Lina's room and Otter nodded. 
"Of course." Lina was practically her best friend. 
But when Liam took his shirt off, she couldn't help to stare. In her state, she felt like throwing herself at him so after he knocked on the door and she was already kissing him again. 
"God your so hot." She whispered into his ear. 
She proceeded to bite and lick all over his ear then led a trail of kisses to his neck, adding a fee nips here and there.       

Lina heard a knock at the door, and jolted a little in bed. She turned her cellphone on and saw that Liam had never texted her back. Hm. She wondered if it was Ronnie, if he actually had the guts to show up at her door. She threw back the satin sheets and stood up, stretching. She grabbed her black silk robe, and noticed almost everything was black. But she didn't mind. She tossed it loosely over her shoulders, not caring enough to tie it around her half naked body. Her black hair was slightly wavy from the pillow, flowing to her mid back. Her bangs had practically grown completely out, they touched her chin. She then walked forward towards the door, and unlocked the thick deadbolt, before turning the handle. She looked up and saw Liam shirtless, and Otter biting his ear and kissing his neck. Lina raised an eyebrow and laughed slightly, before turning around and leaving the door open.

"Come in, fellow band bitches." Lina said, waving her arms in a circular motion to display her room. She dropped her robe at the footstool at the end of her bed, not caring that they saw her in her underwear. They had a million times before when they had to quick change backstage. Once she was in her black matching lace underwear, she walked over to the TV and flicked it off, before turning to the speakers. They were big and Lina could tell they had good base. She walked over to her suitcase, digging around until she found her Massive Attack cd. She loved them. She found their album Heligoland finally, and popped it in the player. She skipped until her favorite song off the album, Paradise Circus.

She turned the volume up, and just vibed. Her high was still with her, and she flicked the lights off in the room, until it was pitch dark. She swayed around, throwing stuff around until she found her travel disco ball. She popped it on the desk, and turned the switch on. The electric and periodic silver rays danced on her face and body, giving an almost sensual feel to the song. It hit her grey eyes, the two colors bouncing off each other.

"Dance with meeeeeeee guys." Lina said, dragging out me in a low and slow voice.

Otter giggled melodically. The pretty globe was fasanating and she loved the lights, but it was Lina's mesmerized state that had her laughter ringing. 
"I'll dance with you." She chimed, going to her and starting off a slow dance at first but then she started getting into the music, headbanging, keeping the beat. 
She went to how she reglarly danced, which was dirty. In no way was she attracted to her best friend in this display, but she was used to her methods of approach. Even likely that she would join in with her, they were just that close. She grinned at her, knowing Liam would get a kick out of this.  

Liam felt Otter's tongue all over his ears and his groaned, why was she doing this to him? He needed her to stop because he swore to god, he wouldn't care if she was bandmate or not by the time she was done, he would take her and finish up what she started. His mind had been made up as he almost turned to kiss her back but Lina opened the door and he finally remember that he was waiting there, in his lust crazed mind. He sighed and walked inside, his eyes not one to miss Lina's form in her dress and her just smirked, his mind covered over by lust. The sight of her sent signals to his brain which were received instead by a lower anatomy that he was sure was more than visible.

He walked over to the bed, not one to miss the sudden seductive music in the room. He watched as Lina's body moved to the music, her hips swaying in such a manner that made him want her right now. Although soon she wasn't the only one, soon Otter was along with her, the two of them moving in ways that made him want to just have sex with them, the song boosting that sevenfold. He grinned, just watching their bodies, not making much of an attempt to move, besides, sitting down was much better for him right now, he liked watching the two of them.

Otter awoke in the same hotel room she had been dancing in. What had happened? She put her hands to her throbbing head, her vision blurring as the nights events unfolded over her and washed her memories. Liam. He was laying next to her. So was Lina, the three of them sprawled among the covers all enterlaced and tangled limbs under sheet and pillow.
She lifted her head, examining the similar room to her own. Then she snatched the pillowthat had propped her head through her dead sleep and popped it against each of the other bands members.
"Wake up, show's tonight!" She said, rising from the bed and hurrying off to the mirror to view the mess from the night before. She slipped back into the room and lifted up Liam's head to whisper into is ear. The naughty words slipping out so easily, just tempting him to agree with her terms.
"Why not join me, my friend. It would save water." She smirked and slipped her shirt off and over her shoulders then draping it across his chest and grinned as she skipped back off into the bathroom and removed the other articles of clothing then pushed her head under the pressurized water that was steaming and begging for company.
She began quietly humming a familiar tune as she ran her fingers through her dampening lockes, the warm drops soothing her muscles and preparing her for the night ahead.

Lina woke up to the sound of Otter's voice, announcing that today was concert day. But where had last night gone? Quick images of blurred memories from last night flashed in her head. She groaned as her head throbbed lightly, thanks to Otter for smacking a pillow against it. She saw Otter whisper something to Liam before pulling her shirt off and laying it across his chest. Lina laughed quietly, before sitting up and putting one hand to her forehead to stop the drumbeat-tempo that was pounding in her head. She swung her legs over, only to have them lay across Liam's lap. She smiled, gently shaking his bare chest.

"Come on, get up." She said, before rolling across him to get off of the bed. Once she was up, she stretched widely, reaching her arms toward the ceiling and getting on her tippy toes to stretch her legs, her back to Liam. Still wearing the underwear combo from last night, she lazily and slowly walked over to her suitcase and grabbed out her full lace lingerie dress. She then set it on top of the suitcase, before walking to the bathroom door and knocking twice.

"Otter, hurry up in the shower." She yelled quickly, before turning away and going back to the bed, sitting up next to Liam.

Otter growled and scrubbed her nails to her scalp, cleansing it thouroughly. "Yeah, yeah." She mumbled as she rinsed off her her body from suds and soap. The water felt so relieving, but she was in a rush. She turned off the knobs and stepped onto the towel waiting for her bare and dripping form. She shook her head, relieving it from some droplets of water, the drops scattering around the room and penatrating the glass on the mirror to dot the already steamed surface.
"I'm coming." She smirked after muttering the words then added a quick, "That's what he said." Before anyone else dared beat her to it. She was probably the most perverted of the three, next to Liam. She always pulled out random uncomfortable sentances in awkward silence, or she would perk up when someone attractive walked by and she would comment on all of the different ways she would get them into bed. Although, mostly a joke, she was experienced on the topic.
She mearly wrapped a towel around her body and stepped out, allowing the steam to bellow out into the hotel room. "Ha, hot dress, Lins." She winked and hopped on top of the bed, scrambling over it to get to her suitcase. She leisurly dropped the fabric that escorted her body out of the bathroom onto the floor. "Don't look, unless you want to, of course." She snickered, directing it towards either of them, but obviously one in partcular. She bent over, rumaging through the suitcase then pulled on a dress,

the parchment fitting her nicely and accentuating her hips and legs just right. Her shoes

fit on and she went to the bed to lay back on it to push Lina towards the bathroom door. "Your turn, beautiful."

Liam woke up with a small pounding in his head. It was nothing he hadn't faced before, a quick Advil and joint would fix it up right easily. Besides, he had a concert today and he had to be ready for it. He wasn't one to miss to seductive words that Otter whispered into his ear, she was far too much of a tease. One day he would take her and that would be one of the best days of his life. Until then he would just have to learn with her flirting or else it would simply drive him mad. He wasn't one to not take what he wanted, he usually just took it. And when he had to sexy woman in front of him practically offering it to him it was hard to say the least. He groaned and rolled over in bed, not wanting to get up just yet.

His eyes darted to Lina and watched her get dressed, then again, there was nothing ever wrong with wandering eyes. He was just a male after all with too much testosterone, it was a great excuse to have. Otter was next to come out and he watched her get dressed too and he grinned, it was apparently his lucky day today. “You both look great ladies.” He said with a wink before managing to get himself out of bed and stretched, noticing that he was shirtless. He groaned but just shrugged it away, what had he done last night anyways? He was great and handling his booze but he forget about what happened last night. He sighed and finished his stretch, glad that they had adjoining rooms. “But I need to go get ready, I’ll be right back.” He muttered before opened the door with his key that he had managed to find beside a bottle of Jack.

He took no time at all, he stripped and took a quick shower. He hopped out, not bothering with a towel, just letting himself air dry. He changed his snakebites into studs from the hoops he had been wearing and put in his lucky septum for the show that he would be singing at later. He put on a wife beater and a pair of skinnies with his ratty converse with no socks. He would probably take them off for the show anyways, he enjoyed it better when he sang barefoot. He grabbed a prerolled dubbie and lit it up, smoking it up in his hotel room, he didn’t really care for the no smoking signs.

He went back to their room and exhaled the puff that he had just taken. “Anyone want some?” He asked before he handed it to them, taking it back a few more times to finish it up. “Show time is soon, are you guys ready? I think the bus or limo or whatever is driving us.” He mumbles, Otter had been talking about it last night.

Otter grinned when seeing the movement from the bed. "Finally." She murmered when he awoke and began speaking. She thanked him, but not without blushing a bit first.
"Well, that's sweet of him." She said, her eyes locked on Lina. She sighed and stretched out on the bed, thinking of their coming performance of the night. There were two bands opening for them, one that was makng it's break, and she was utterly pumped.
She hopped off of the bed when the singer returned and skipped to his side to retrieve the smoking paper. "Don't mind if I do." She told Liam smirking, her lips curled over her perfect teeth.
She took a couple of long drags and coughed then took another, handing it to the guitarist to take a few hits from.
"So, where is this place exactly?" She ased, going to the door of the room.
Although she had heard the location preiously, she could not recall the location.
Her eyes went to the ground in front of the doorway, stopping on a curled piece of Newspaper. She snatched off the rubberband and unrolled the parchment to get a better look at it's content, but when she read the headline, herjaw dropped.
"Uh...guys?" She called over her shoulder, then returning to the middle of the room to slap down the paper. "Look!"
The title read, Glamour Kills's Loose Ends. With picture of her and Liam liplocked and slumped over while Lina sat next to them. Her eyes scanned the article and it was obvious that the media had known what was going on that night with their party, and they knew they were beyond sober could ever be.

Meanwhile, in the Rickmobile...

There was the sound of cans clinking in the back of Rick's rather-nice-but-not-too-nice car as its owner, the somewhat inebriated bassist, managed to stir himself into the waking world. The only reason he was awake is because the rising sun had shined off of several beer cans in the backseat, aimed directly into his eyes and forced him to try and wake up in order to desperately swat the cans away.

What had happened the previous night? He'd been talking with Santana and the singer, and then he just went blank. Something about an apartment party, and a cat... And then nothing. He was at the apartment, then he woke up in his car. He certainly hoped he hadn't been driving. Hazily, he remembered something important happening today, and it had something to do with music. He hoped it wasn't a court hearing. That would suck -

Oh. Right.

"FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUU -"

Rick had forgotten about the concert. Frantically he groped through the pockets of his jacket looking for his cell phone, where he had his band-mates on speed dial. He sent a voice message to his band-mates. "Guys, we need to be ready to perform tonight." Then he crawled out of the back of the car and, spilling out in a flood of beer cans, headed for the hotel lobby, bass still slung over his back, realizing he had to pee.