Snippet #1757210

Kenzi smiled slightly as Stef made his way into the room, heading for the fridge to get a drink. Finally, all the members were here. It always took a little while to gather the others on the morning after a concert, and that had been a particularly long, strenuous concert. A hell of a lot of fun, of course, but completely exhausting. Only when Stef had finally appeared did Kenzi take a seat himself, and he did not reach for any food. It was a well-known fact that Kenzi could not eat when there was business to be taken care of. He flicked his head slightly, tossing back his half-bleached bangs, and set his elbows on the table, forming a pyramid with his fingertips.

“Alright,” he called the others’ attention to him, glancing around the table at them. Char looked up from his pancakes, eyes eager and bright. “So about our costumes… our manager sent out a survey to the fans a couple weeks ago asking what they’d like to see change about the band. The most common response was that they wanted to see more of the costumes we wore at our Halloween concert.”

He couldn’t help a small chuckle at that. Of course the costumes had been insane – it had been Halloween, after all. They’d had a lot of fun working them out, wearing them, and the fans had clearly liked them almost as much as the boys of Vanilla Dream had. Already, though Kenzi had only gotten the results a few minutes before on his phone, he was coming up with plans for future costumes. That was what he did – it only took him a few minutes to get this sort of thing together. Otherwise, he could never have brought the band so far so soon after graduation.

“I’m thinking about going with the long coat I wore for that concert. The one with the feather collar. I think we should all go as crazy as we can, just to piss the manager off. Anyone agree?”

Char giggled and raised his hand at that. He was a good kid, loved the manager. That didn’t mean that he had any objections to annoying the man.