The Guitarist
H E X C O D E
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O U T F I T
Casual
S O N G
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Kara's eyes lit up even greater when Siobhan handed her the cup of coffee while it was still scolding. "Thank the gods..." She practically chugged the drink down when Draco entered the room to continue his antics. She hadn't even noticed Aletha was in the room as well as she was too fixated on Siobhan for the moment as she turned around to grab another cup. Kara's eyes darted away just as she began to address her. "Dragon ran you ragged last night, I'm guessing. You gonna be good for the day? We've got some meet and greet today, right?" Draco had decided at this point to sit next to her with his goofy little smirk and speak up before Kara even had the chance.
"Oh I definitely ran her ragged." Her arm was around her and she rolled her eyes but she did manage to smile a little bit. "I vonder vhat the tabloids will say about or little adventure this time?" She mumbled a response. "That you're accent is getting thicker..." She smiled a little more as she looked up at Siobhan for only a brief moment while she asked them about the plans for the day. Of course Draco was quick to make a spectacle as he explained to them every event for the day. "Ve start off with a press conference and then a small meet and greet before doing an acoustic set. Tomorrow we have a show, you and Kara have an interview, and there's also a party." Oh great. Kara hated interviews, and press conferences, and really anything that hindered her form simply just playing her music and being done with it. Too bad she had no choice.
"Ve better get moving." Draco was next to Kara again and gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Her face contorted as she whipped off her cheek. The two were typically affectionate towards each other like any best friends would be but she wasn't a fan of wet kisses nor too much affection in front of the girl she wished she had. But that wasn't important right now. What was important is Kara getting more coffee and an ibuprofen to combat this hangover before their press conference. She stood up and strolled over to the coffee pot to pour it's remaining contents into her cup along with grabbing a hole bottle of ibuprofen as she began leaving the room. She passed Siobhan with a smile and looked over her pajamas. "Cute." She commented as she went back to her room to hide away for a bit in her bunk and relax.