Ashira
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE--
Ashira bolted out of bed at the sound of the alarm, a "HOLY CRAP!" escaping her mouth, and her hand outstretched. By being outstretched, she accidentally grabbed the cord of the alarm clock and tugged it out of the wall, thus causing the incessant beeping noise to cease. But her body didn't cease its movement forward, and so she crashed over the side of the bed and landed face first on the floor.
Laying on the floor for a moment, she let her fingers, which were clamped around the wire of the alarm clock, slowly relax themselves until the wire dropped from her grasp. Then, a low and steady moan escaped from her lips, as she slowly pushed herself off the floor and into a more comforatable sitting position.
She was no longer asleep; that much was for sure.
Scratching the top of her head, she let her fingers lazily brush through her bedridden hair. "I should probably plug that stupid alarm clock back in..." she mumbled to herself. But she stood from the floor and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up, leaving the alarm clock in a mess of wire on the floor.
It wasn't long before she was ready to actually start thinking about the day, and it was then that she remembered where she was. Today was the day that Zerstoren was to meet the members of Calico Ghost Town, a band that they were to be touring with soon. She was excited to get to meet them, but... well, she wasn't going to be doing any such thing looking the way she did at that very moment.
Shaking her head, she rushed over to her suitcase, and began digging around to find something suitable to wear for the day. For a brief moment, she wondered if anyone else in the band would be up and getting ready yet, but that thought soon slipped to the back reaches of her mind; she had other things to worry about at that moment. Like, where in the seven hells had her straightener gotten off to?
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Ryuu
Ryuu was currently sitting on his couch, watching the morning news, a piping hot cup of tea in his hands. A smile sat on his face as he sipped away at his tea. He wasn't really paying any attention to what was on the TV anyway, though. All he could think about was how excited he was to be working with and American band for a tour. And they would get to meet up today!
He squirmed a bit in his seat, but then remembered the piping hot cup of tea in his hand, and thought better of it, lest he scald himself.
Currently, the 23 year old was waiting for the rest of his band mates to arrive at his apartment. They were going to leave from there for the hotel that the members of Zerstoren were staying at, which wasn't too many blocks down from where his apartment was anyway. He was the closest, so they had all figured that his place was the best place to leave from.
'Zerstoren...' He turned that name over in his head a few times, smiling at the sound of it. He wasn't quiet sure if he had been saying it right, but he had recently watched a few videos of them online, and he had heard fans shouting it out; he figured the fans could pronounce it correctly, at least.
With a smile and a content sigh, he took a sip from his tea, before placing it on the coffee table in front of him so he could check his texts. He had sent out a text when he had woken up, reminding the members of the band that they were to meet up at his apartment first, and that they would leave from there.
He wasn't quiet sure what they were all going to do yet though, so he picked his tea up once more when he determined that he had no new text messages. Now it was time for him to brainstorm. He hoped that somebody would have some ideas though, but he didn't want to leave it up to chance.