R O L E
The Guitarist
H E X C O D E
#828282
O U T F I T
Casual
S O N G
Smells Like Teen Spirit
The Guitarist
H E X C O D E
#828282
O U T F I T
Casual
S O N G
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Last night was a mess. Draco decided to go partying and Kara was forced to accompany him out of necessity of keeping him out of trouble which never worked. He still had too much to drink and got higher than a kite and Kara was left to deal with it surrounded by people she may have pictured strangling at some point during the night. Admittedly, Kara did drink a little more than she bargained for mainly for the sake of being able to put up with everyone along with having some suspicious bud from a sketchy guy while Draco was snorting cocaine off a girl's stomach.
Draco had stumbled back onto the tour bus rather loudly while Kara was much more quiet. She sat on the couch and heard every noise of Siohban struggling with Draco. She would have helped if she were more sober. Instead she sat on the couch and began dozing off when she heard a noise from the bathroom again and found Draco practically choking on his own vomit. She picked him up enough to stick his head in the toilet so he could empty his guts and cleaned him up again. Kara was a mess and she simply took off her shirt without a care and sat on the couch again with a flask in hand to drink until she eventually knocked out and didn't have to stay up worrying about Draco anymore.
Kara had dozed off on the couch only to be rudely awakened once Draco had woken up. She heard him banging around and shouting but she was still half asleep during it and had no real reaction until he came up to her. He ripped away the blanket that someone had thrown on her during the night and shouted in her face, "GOOD MORNING SAN FRANCISCO!" Kara's eyes shot open. "What the fuck!" She jumped to her feet and took a swing at him while he keeled over laughing. She glared down at him after she missed and kicked him hard instead. "You're an idiot."
She was about to go after him again when a familiarly soothing voice called out to them. "Making coffee!" Draco got lucky. She relaxed herself and began walking into the kitchen area only too look down and realize she still only had a bra and shorts on. If she were back home, she wouldn't care. But she was on tour with her. She couldn't risk embarrassing herself any further. Kara darted back into the bedroom and changed faster than a guy into her clothes for the day before returning to the kitchen. She took a seat at one of the stools and rubbed her temple form the hangover she had. Man did she need a cigarette...