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Sutton Michael Henderson

"Why should I give you my opinion, it won't change your ego-filled one."

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a character in “A bottle of tequilla and some music please!”, as played by ZoeyAutopsyx

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Theme Songs
Rock N Roll (Will Take You To The Mountain) by Skrillex The Middle by Jimmy Eat World


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Full Name
Sutton Michael Henderson

Nick Names
"Most of the times, people call me by my last name, Henderson, which I honestly have no problem with. It’s my closer friends that refer to me by my first name."

Age
"Twenty-three of age."

Role
"Well, I'm the Stagehands, I specialize in lighting, rigging things that hang, stuff along those lines."

Likes
Dubstep - "I discovered this about two years ago. I KNOW, I'm slow. But ever since then, it's become my favorite genre of music."
Monster energy drinks - "I really do not go one day without drinking this stuff. The green one is the best."
The night life - "I am a night owl, for sure. You won't see me getting sleep during this time of the day, I'm usually out and about."
Snow - "Winter time is the BEST time. The little kid inside me pretty much comes out when there's snow on the ground."

Dislikes
Gangs - "I cannot stand the individuals that go around wearing their pants around their knees and their snapbacks backwards. Coming from Los Angeles, one can imagine I have seen plenty of them."
Reality TV shows - "Jersey Shore, Housewives of whatever city, they all piss me off. I see them as pointless."
Relationships - "Being tied down is one of my pet peeves. I like to be free to do what he want, when he want."
The smell of lavender - "It just suffocates me. I can't stand that smell for anything."

Addictions
- During his senior year in high school, Sutton experimented with marijuana and became sort of ‘hooked’, but dropped the habit a little while after he graduated.
- Music is one of Sutton’s addictions. Although everyone says this, Sutton doesn’t joke about it, and literally has to be listening to something at all hours of the day. Hell, he can’t even fall asleep without his iPod on and playing something.



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Occupation
Stagehands for the band.

Relationships with others
Naomi - "We're cool, she's pretty interesting to talk to, and I like her view on things. Honestly, she's a good friend to have."
Indiana Scarlett Karver - "I could listen to this girl all day, she's so energetic and emotion-filled. I really like her, she's good at what she does, and she's very beautiful."
Douma Allen Vacante - "I'm not going to sit here and call this guy a kid, because I see him like I see everyone else here. I'd like to spend more time talking to him, but from what I know about him, he's definetely legit."
Morgan Monprofit - "Ahh, Morgan, I think she's a trustable person. I have nothing but good to say about her."
Zachary Osier - "Well...the guy doesn't strike me as the friendliest in the bunch...I don't really talk to him, and if I were to be completely honest, I kind of don't want to. But that's just me."
James Locksley: "The guy's pretty funny, talking to him is never boring. Can't say much else, since yet again, I haven't talked to him much."
Evony Harrington - "I respect this woman deeply, she's intriguing, to say the least. She's great at what she does, and well, that's really good for the band."
Dating/Crushes
TBD.

Secrets
-He has not admitted this to anyone, but Sutton classifies himself as bisexual. He has never dated a guy, but would definitely break his ‘no relationships’ rule for that.
- Because of his on-going questions about his sexuality and what he wants, Sutton hasn't slept with a girl, or guy, for that matter.
-He blames himself for his best friend’s death back in high school.



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Appearance
Sutton stands at about six feet tall, and has a strong, built figure about him. His skin tone is average in color, but if he were to spend a couple of days in the sun, it would definitely show on his skin as a fresh tan. His skin seems to love the sun. His hair is a naturally dirty blonde color, but as time went on, he decided to put light blonde back into his longer strands. He has a mature face with a straight nose, high cheekbones, and a pair of eyes that seem to change colors from hazel, to brown-blue, to dark brown when he is extremely tired.

Because he doesn’t see the point in tattoos, Sutton doesn’t have any. He’s pretty sure he would regret anything he permanently sticks on his skin, so he has no wishes to get a tattoo. He had an ear stud back in the day, but decided to take it out. He has a scar on the knuckle of his thumb from a couple years back.

Personality
Sutton is the type of guy that won’t really say anything until he is called upon to say something. He’s not the type to go around shouting his opinion, get into arguments, or take charge of things and be that obnoxious leader which people are dying to disobey. He is content with being quiet, and simply taking in what other people have to say. This doesn’t mean that he is easily influenced by others, though, since he does in fact have his own set of opinions which he believes in strongly. He has no problem saying no, and everything that he does say has a reason to it. He is an honest and straight-forward person, and doesn’t believe in just hinting around at what he wants.

He is loyal to anyone he considers a good friend, and likes to listen to what problems people may have. Even though he might sometimes not offer the best advice, just talking to him can make someone feel better. Although he does not necessarily have trust issues, Sutton won’t trust anyone immediately, and if someone does something to jeopardize his trust in them, well, that’s unfortunately the end for them as friends. He is a sweet, mature, sometimes awkward, responsible guy who can get along with just about anyone, and is a great person to have by your side.

History
Los Angeles, California is the point of origin for Sutton.

He is the only child to his father, Michael Henderson, who is the head of a well-known company in the center of the city. Having said this, one can imagine that he was almost never home, which was one of the reasons why Sutton‘s mom, Heather, walked out of the picture two years after Sutton‘s birth. Heather was never really fit to be a mother, though, so it is no surprise that Sutton‘s father got full custody of him. Therefore, Sutton grew up in a nice house with pretty much anything he wanted.

His father, being as successful as he is, never stayed single for long, so through-out Sutton‘s life, he has seen women come and go in his father‘s life. This didn‘t really affect him, but he has grown to resent his father, and hopes that he is nothing like him. School was never a big deal for Sutton, he was never pushed too far to succeed, and got through his schooling with average grades. It was in high school that he found the tech-nerds and networking individuals, whom he stuck with and learned everything he knows about technology from.

It was also in high school that he met his best friend, Sean, and the two of them became joined at the hip. Unfortunately, life has that way of kicking you in the ass, and a ride home from a party one night turned deadly when a car ran a stop sign and hit Sean‘s side of the car. This event caused Sutton to become even more reserved than he already is, and he blames himself for his friend‘s tragic death.

After graduating from high school, Sutton and a group of his friends decided to get a place together where they could be away from the rules of their parents and do whatever they want. In order to afford his part of the rent, Sutton got a job at one of the Apple stores in Los Angeles.

So begins...

Sutton Michael Henderson's Story

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We need to get to the hotel already so I can charge my phone....


With a swift flip of his hair, Sutton reached into his pocket and pulled out a white iPhone, careful not to slow down the crowd behind him as he stepped off the plane. Having his phone out of battery made him anxious, not because he was expecting any important calls, but just because the thought of not being ABLE to make a call was unnerving. Following Dan, he sighed and put his phone back in his pocket, then stuffed his hands in his leather jacket, stiffling a yawn. He didn't hate flying, but getting sleep on an airplane was about as easy as trying to catch a picture of lightning, and he was dying for a warm bed and a can of Monster.

"You guys think everything got here okay?" The question was directed towards anyone who was willing to answer. He hoped his laptop made it okay, everyone knew that luggage people weren't exactly gentle when it came to handling people's belongings. He's seen the way they throw them around like sacks of flour. He tried to stifle another yawn but it won him over. He was suffering the effects of caffeine withdrawal, it would have happened eventually given the fact that he consumes enough to wake up four people.

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Naomi was just behind Sutton as they exited the plane. During the flight she'd read a book and listened to music, and she still seemed more awake then everyone else. She watched as Sutton pulled out his phone, and without thinking she reached behind her and pulled her phone out of her back pocket before handing the boy the black iPhone. "We'll get you a Monster as soon as we can." She teased, guessing the boy was craving some of the liquid energy as much as she was, before falling back behind him.

She'd been reluctant to come back home. Their last destination was so much more pleasing to the writer, she always had something new to write about. But here, she knew everything here, it wasn't new and exciting to her. Perhaps now she would begin to write more about the band. An interview with each maybe, if they would ever agree to it. Especially with her, it didn't seem like the band trusted her much, simply because she kept to herself.

Biting her lip, she tried to stop the negative train of thoughts as she followed Sutton to the baggage claim area, where it seemed they were talking about where the bands instruments were.

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"We'll get you a Monster as soon as we can." Turning to look at Naomi, Sutton smiled and nodded. "I feel like I'm DYING. Glad to see someone took notice of that fact..." He took the phone she offered him, then looked down at it and smiled. "Did you conquer that level of Angry Birds just yet?"

Out of the whole group, besides Dan, most of Sutton's conversations happened with Naomi. The girl actually gave him the time of day, and he was glad to have someone to exhange words with on more than a 'How's the weather' basis. Scanning the baggage claim, he found his two bags and pulled them off the revolving belt, then glanced at the band members as he slung one of them on his shoulder. He made a mental note to back up the personal data on his laptop when they got to the hotel, you could never be too careful with these things. Apperantly, some of the luggage didn't make the trip. That's gonna piss some people off when they recover from their drowsy states... Sutton honestly has never seen one of the band members lose their cool, but that was probably because the majority of the time, he wasn't around them enough to do so.

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"I know how you feel." A quiet laugh escaped her mouth, and she was quick to stop it. "But no, I swear it's impossible." Angry Birds was perhaps the worst game ever invented, or so she'd decided after spending over twenty-four hours trying to kill little green creature things.

"Shit." Naomi had gotten one of her bags, which had all of her clothing in it, but her other bag was nowhere in sight. Tapping her foot, she waited for more bags to come down, but none did. All of her journals, stories, articles, everything!, was in that bag.

And she noticed other people didn't have some of their things either. Deciding she would stay quiet, and let them decide how they were getting their stuff back, she took her place beside Sutton in the group again. He was the only one who seemed to tolerate her presence, and frankly she felt comfier next to him rather than the people who actually played in the band. Her fingers clenched and unclenched at her sides, silently willing them to start planning how they'd get their stuff back.

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Once glance down at Naomi told Sutton that she also had something missing, something that was probably sitting in an airport in Miami, just waiting to be claimed. Stuffing his hands in his jean pockets once again, his eyes scanned the airport. People of all races, claiming bags of their own and walking out of terminals, talking and laughing. Somtimes Sutton wondered if others did what he is doing now, wondering where these people are going, where they came from, what kind of problems they have in their own worlds. He would sometimes lose himself for hours just observing the natural flow of life, and would have to be forced back into the real world. All in all, observing was more interesting than talking, it didn't take a genius to figure out that was Sutton's favorite past time.

Glancing down at Naomi again, he frowned slightly, then bumped his arm playfully against hers. "What are you missing...?" As if it mattered. He knew he would be freaking himself out right now if his luggage hadn't all arrived.

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OOC: just wanted to point out that no one knows Annie's name is actually Annie.

"Hm?" She was pulled out of her shocked state by Sutton's voice, and her eyes flitted upwards to meet his. "Oh, just like, my whole life." Naomi sighed, knowing her lost items weren't ones easily replaced. Her brother had told her she shouldn't keep all of her writing in a single bag, but she had anyways. It would be easier to carry, she remembered saying to him. They'd bickered up until the moment she got onto the plane. But even with all their fighting, she missed her brother, a lot. Perhaps she would even return home to him, her bags were probably back at Miami anyways, the band probably wouldn't mind. It was like she was the little sister that no one really wanted to take with them, but their parents made them anyways. Though she knew her brother wouldn't let her return home, not after she worked so hard to be here with them.

"Perhaps I'll just get my brother to send it out. Actually I'm sure he could send everyone's missing stuff, it would be here within a few days." She suggested, already knowing that it was what she would be doing. Her brother would be proud of her decision to not return home. Naomi glanced up at Sutton again. "Want to go find those Monster's?"

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"Want to go find some Monsters?"

Smiling at her suggestion, Sutton nodded down at Naomi, then glanced at the rest of the group. He felt like Harry Potter wearing his invisibility cloak around these people, and he was pretty sure that Naomi was feeling the same. But at least Harry Potter had a better chance of being heard even if he was wearing the cloak. He was also sure that he wasn't the only one that sometimes thought about returning home, to his job at the Apple Store where his daily activity was conducting people to the nearest restroom and talking about the newest upgrades on the tecnology he was trying to sell. When he thought about it that way, the job seemed like a real drag, hell, who wouldn't rather travel Europe with a great band and hear awesome music.

The question didn't need an answer. "Lead the way, my dear," Sutton replied to Naomi, and waited for her to walk in front of him. He wasn't sure if she was still glancing around the belt for her luggage, but if she was, he had no problem with it. Patience has always been one of his good qualities.

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"Pft, I don't know where to go either." Naomi smiled, nudging Sutton lightly. "Looks like we're going on an adventure." Reaching down, she grabbed her clothing bag and started off towards where all the stores were usually located. That would be a good place to start.

The last airport they'd been at wasn't as fancy as this. Back in Miami there was maybe a Starbucks and a McDonalds, perhaps even a book/magazine store but other than that your only choice was to sit and wait for your flight. And they'd done a lot of waiting. Naomi was probably the least patient person ever, especially when she had nothing to do. Back at home she used to send samples of her writing to publishing companies, and waiting for a reply from them was usually unbearable. When she wasn't writing she was at their local bookstore, which she had worked at since she was old enough to read.

They arrived at the big circle of fast food restaurants and last minute clothing shops and, well whatever else you could imagine. Her eyes widened slightly. "Um, where to now?" She looked up at him, hoping he would know.

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Watching as Naomi picked up her bags, Sutton did the same and began to follow her, moving out of the way of other people who were too entranced in their phones to realize his existance. One would think that since he was at least six feet tall, someone would notice and move out of his way in order not to hit him. "Looks like we're going on an adventure."

Laughing, Sutton smirked down at her, then looked around. For some reason, the statement struck him as funny, considering he has never been an adventure type of guy. The biggest adventure he's ever had was running after a thief who snatched his friend's bag in Los Angeles, and that situation didn't end too well. Then again, he wasn't the fastest runner, so that probably had something to do with it, too. As his eyes scanned the stores, he spotted one of those souvenir joints which also had a fridge somewhere in the back, behind the keychain wracks and little flags sticking out of baskets. "How bout that place over there? If they don't have energy drinks, at least I can get a damn Coke or something. Before I collapse right here on the airport floor."

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Naomi's eyes widened as she looked up at the male. "I hope you're kidding about the collapsing thing. The band already doesn't like me, if I have to drag your unconscious, and probably dead-looking, body back there..." She teased, though she really was hoping he was joking about collapsing. They didn't need any more attention, considering how many people were already staring at them. What an odd couple, one so short and one so tall. She could only imagine what else. Though they did stop crashing into them once they'd come to a halt in the circle of stores.

"C'mon." Gesturing towards the store he'd already pointed out, she began walking over. Naomi quickly made her way to the back of the store, not wanting to attract anyone's attention. Eyeing the few fridges they had, her eyes caught the wonderful green Monster symbol. Pulling the door open, she grabbed two of the energy drinks, handing one to Sutton before shutting the door again. "You like the green ones, yeah?" The green was her and Kellin's favorite, and she just assumed it was his too. The others were okay but, green was always preferred.

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"Trust me, I'd doubt they would give a fuck," Sutton replied with a sigh, then adjusted the bag slung over his shoulder. Following Naomi into the open store, he breathed in a long sigh of relief at the sight of the beautiful cans of energy drink. "The Green ones are the BEST," he replied, then gave her a warm smile and took out his wallet from his back pocket. "I can get it, you know. Do you want anything else?"

Though quiet, one could always count on Sutton to be a gentleman. If there was anything he was grateful to his dad about, it was his lessons on how to behave around the female population. Of course, his Dad was still more smooth with the ladies, and there was a twenty-two age difference between the two. Sutton wouldn't admit to this fact out loud, though, but it was an unspoken fact. How humiliating would it be to have your girlfriend stolen...by your Dad... The thought itself caused Sutton to laugh out loud, but he immediately stopped and glanced back at Naomi. The last thing he wanted her to think is that he had odd mental conversations with himself. At times, he found himself observing her, too. The girl was beautiful, no question.

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With a quick shake of the head, Sutton snapped out of his inner babble, then looked at Naomi and let out a nervous laugh, then ran a hand through the back of his hair, something he tended to do when he was caught in awkward situations. "Yeahh...I kind of, erm, I do that a lot...." A lot was an understatement. He mentally debated almost everything. At the mention of her not having her money, Sutton simply waved her off, then grabbed her Monster out of her hand, ready to pay.

"I won't hear of it, don't worry about it." Taking the energy drinks to the front, Sutton took out a ten from his wallet and placed it on the counter, then waited while he recieved his change back, which he stuffed into his wallet lazily. He wasn't one for having everything just where it needed to be, he considered it a waste of time. Handing Naomi her Monster, he then led her through a string of people who just walked into the store, then out into the open again. "We should see what the others are up to...."

Popping the cap of the energy drink open, he took a quick sip, then began to lead Naomi back to the luggage claim. Instead of exchanging words with the band mates, he turned his searching eyes on Dan, who was leaning against a pillar, then smiled slightly. "You okay?" He seemed sort of zoned out.

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Dan gave a tired, thankful smile to Indiana as he forced his breathing back to normal. His heart rang pain through his chest everytime it pushed out on his lungs but he bent to rummage through her bag to find the afformentioned pain medication. Dan then looked up to Sutton giving him a more pained smile. He stole Sutton's energy drink and popped some of the pills, then returned it.
"Do you know where my ADHD meds are? Do we have the bag?" He tried not to show the fear in his eyes. Missing his equipment fo a few days was fine. He could survive that. Missing his cancer medication? That could be bad. Very bad.

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"I'll be fine, Mi," Dan said, smiling a little and pushing her water back toward her. He ignored the pain and put on his usual grin, scratching the back of his head. He looked over to the bag and shook his head. "It's alright. I can go a couple days without them, right? Ha! You'll just have to deal with me being way more hyper than usual, yknow? Thanks for looking though, cutie. It might turn up. Hey, Su, Mi, you wanna go wait by the carousel to see if we can track down anymore bags?" He shrugged a little, his usual smile faltering with his inhales.

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Dan looked at Indiana. "Could you do it? I'm just missing the costumes. That looks like the sound equipment. Let me go grab it. Do you know when our first gig is? Do we have to yknow... get replacements or will our shit get here before we need it? I should start working on replacement costumes anyway... our stuff was getting old." He felt the pain meds kick in a little. "Thanks for the meds, Indie." He handed her his boardingpass and passport. "Since you're all my responsible adults anyway, could you maybe go talk to that lady up there for me? Big yellow suit case is the one we're missin'. The giant one, yknow?" He grinned at her and left personal belongings while he strode toward the carousel to grab the sound equipment and his specially modified (with Sutton's help) lighting equipment. He then rolled both large black cases back toward the band and stopped them there. "Alright. Now what are we missing?"

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As everyone moved around him, in a panic about their bags and whatever else, Sutton had nothing else to do but stand there, leaning against the pillar, messing with the cap of his energy drink. He chose to concentrate on the bubbles inside of the can rather than the commotion around him, for he wasn't missing anything, so why should he complain. He stuck his free hand in his back pocket, then realized he still had Naomi's phone. Fishing it out and glancing at it, his eyes shot up to look for her.

Spotting her, he made his way over and came to stand behind her. "Here, you might want this back," he smiled, feeling a little foolish, if not embarrassed. He didn't ponder on that thought though, his only concern at the moment was getting to the hotel and plugging his own phone into the nearest wall outlet. He only hoped that his converter wouldn't act up and decide not to take the energy. That was an annoying part about traveling, why couldn't the world all use the same outlet voltage.

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Noticing Sutton, Dan looked over and raised an eyebrow. He was getting quiet. That was normal, but the set of his mouth showed a little anxiety. Separation anxiety, Dan figured. He stopped trying to arrange the lost bags, he figured the girls (and adults who actually had any sway in the legality of finding bags and such) would handle that and instead he walked back to Sutton. "You wanna use my charger? I gotta converter and stuff in my carry-on yknow. And there's an outlet over there. You could at least get enough charge to make sure no one's tried to talk to you and stuff, yknow?" He rummaged through his bag and pulled out his charger, already plugged into the converter. He handed it to Sutton.

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"You wanna use my charger? I gotta converter and stuff in my carry-on yknow. And there's an outlet over there. You could at least get enough charge to make sure no one's tried to talk to you and stuff, yknow?"

Looking over at Dan, Sutton breathed in a sigh of relief, then smiled thankfully. "YES, thank you, who knows how much longer we're gonna be here." Taking the charger from Dan, Sutton made his way over to the wall, away from the commotion, then dropped his bags down with a thud and plugged the converter into the wall. Taking out his own phone, he then plugged it in, and watched as the Apple symbol appeared on the screen. By now, the energy from the Monster gave him a little bit more awareness, but he could still feel the drowsiness threatening to take over at any given moment.

Sigh a sigh, he sat down, then leaned against his bags and tapped in the code, then started scrolling through his messages. As he expected, there was nothing new awaiting him. He glanced up at Dan, then smiled slightly. "Wanna join me?"

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Dan grinned, happily collapsing next to Sutton. Standing was more stress on his lungs, his muscles using more oxygen. Leaning back against the wall he closed his eyes and let exhaustion wipe over him. "Thanks. How's your shit? Did they... yknow, lose any of it or are we good on your end. Are you hungry? Thirsty? Need another energy drink? It's kinda cold in here yknow, are you cold? Should we find your jacket and stuff?" he muttered in Sutton's direction. "You're always so quiet. What's in that heada yours right now, Sutton?" He leaned into Sutton's shoulder. "How'd ya like the flight?"

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Looking up from his phone, Sutton's lips curled up into a smile, and he locked the screen and set the phone down on his lap. Listening to Dan talk always put him in a good mood, the guy had a way of lighting up a room no matter how down the atomsphere seemed to be. "Slow down, slow down, one thing at a time!" he laughed, then flipped some strands of hair out of his eyes before turning them on Dan again. He felt Dan's weight settling against his shoulder, then bit his lip as he looked down at him, his smile not fading. "Don't worry, I'm not cold, and I'm good on my energy drink," he remarked, then picked up the can to verify the weight. He still had about a quarter of his drink left in the can. "If you want the rest, you can take it," he then offered, and set the can on Dan's side.

"And as for the flight, I loved it, I kind of just let Dubstep tune everything out, that is until my phone died," Sutton sighed, then looked off at nothing. An encounter with Skrillex at one of his concerts changed Sutton's whole out-look on the genre, but of course he wasn't going to brag that he met the Dubstep god. Besides, the people surrounding him at the moment could not seem any less interested in the music, so what was the point of talking about his experiences in front of them. "How about you? You seem worn out...flying not your thing?"

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Evony glanced down at her watch as she lifted her wrist to take a sip of her latte. They were late.

She'd flown in half an hour before on a different flight, giving her just enough time to collect her luggage, have it sent to the hotel and order herself a drink in Starbucks. While the band had stopped over in Miami, Evony had taken a direct flight from New York a few hours later so she could spend just a few more hours in the city with her little boy, Harry. But, despite what she tried to tell herself, another few hours never helped. She was always left feeling just as bereft when he was swept cruelly from her arms by her husband and record label owner, Ryan, than if she'd had him a few hours less. She'd boarded a plane in New York a short while later with an utterly dead, empty feeling in her chest, the only physical proof she'd been with her son were the bruises dappling her thin wrists that she'd received when she was held down by Ryan as he forced himself on her, the price she paid for spending any time in a house that used to be hers. On the flight over, she'd ordered as many vodka's as she could put away in a seven hour flight, putting the cost on expenses, which caused the world to blur pleasantly at the edges, dulling her pain slightly.

Evony lifted her white iPhone from her pocket, confirming the time to be as she thought. They were definitely late, and she'd checked the flight wasn't delayed so the hold up was in the airport. She prayed it wasn't customs they were held up at. She'd had managed a band once before that got themselves banned from travelling after multiple failed attempts to bring cocaine with them on tour into different countries, often hidden in the most inventive places... Needless to say, that was the end of their music career.

She glanced round to make sure no one was watching her, before cupping her iPhone with both hands and typing the code in quickly. Then she looked up again, certain no one had seen her pass code. She was paranoid about her own personal security, there was always someone out to get her. She opened up her contacts and quickly placed a call to Sutton, the stage hand. The boy was permanently attached to his phone. If he didn't answer, they were in serious trouble.

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Before Dan had a chance to answer, Sutton felt his phone vibrating on his thigh, then he looked down and checked the caller I.D. Evony, the manager. "Shit," he cursed under his breath, then unlocked his phone and pressed the talk button, then pressed the phone up to his ear. "Hey, we're here," he communicated into the speaker.

Unlike with the members of the band, Sutton actually spoke more than a couple of words at a time with Evony. He found her trustworthy, hell, the woman was interesting. Interesting was an understatement, of course, but no other word came to mind when he thought of her. Maybe it was because of his gift for observation, but Sutton sometimes saw the pain in her eyes. At times when he was close enough, he heard the tired tone in her voice. "Before you say anything, some of the luggage got lost on the way here...everyone's freaking out over it, so they went to talk to the people at the front..." He tried to keep a smart ass smile off his lips, sometimes he felt as if Evony could sense the look on his face even from miles away. The thought itself was amusing.

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Indiana sighed and shook her head. "Our first gig is supposed to be tomorrow night but it's for a small venue. I'm sure Evony knows more about it than I do...Speaking of...where is she? I'm surprised we haven't heard from her yet..." Just as she spoke Sutton's phone rang and she could tell it was Evony on the other line. She chuckled softly under her breath and shook her head. 'Figures she'd call Sutton...none of the rest of us answer our phones religiously.' she thought.

Indiana headed back over to the help desk and described the luggage they were missing, filled out some paperwork and nodded in Mo's direction. "She seemed more pleasant after I gave her more information. She said they'd be sending us our stuff as soon as it came in. I told her it was urgent but i'm sure she hears that all the time." Her head automatically swiveled back in James' direction and she nodded. "A beer sounds mighty fine right now. I could certainly use one."

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Sutton's smooth, slow Californian drawl filled her ear as he answered the phone. "Before you say anything, some of the luggage got lost on the way here...everyone's freaking out over it, so they went to talk to the people at the front..."

Evony hissed softly under her breath in irritation. These fucking airlines, she couldn't trust them to do anything right. She stood up, sweeping her handbag back over her should and picking up the latte. She was thankful, as always, for her annoying habit of taking everything to go, rooted in a deep urge to always be able to run away if she needed to. As she stood up, the world swayed slightly around her, and she smiled, comforted that the alcohol was in her system to make everything slightly less harsh. She quickly regained her balance. She could easily drink much more than this, and did so on a regular basis. This amount of alcohol wouldn't even prevent her from walking in a straight line, let alone seem to others as if she were drunk. Over the years, she'd become adept at hiding things she didn't want others to know; a skill she was constantly grateful for.

"Find the rest of the band and meet me in the Servisair Executive Lounge in Terminal One with whatever luggage you do have... Order yourselves something alcoholic and I'll meet you there once I've sorted out this mess..." she told him firmly. As she spoke she pictured the band and their entourage running riot through the airport. She cared for them deeply, but sometimes she simply couldn't trust them to be responsible for anything. Just as she was about to hang up, she remembered something. "Oh, and text me a list of what's missing." With that, she pressed the end call button on the phone.

She strode through the airport, her heels clicking against the hard floor as she walked. She felt a dull, sickening sinking feeling in the bottom of her stomach as she thought through what to do about this whole situation. She knew the protocol in these kind of situations. She was meant to call someone at the label to have it the problem escalated. Her, swanning round the airport demanding to speak to the manager would do little good. But a call from a big-shot record label owner to the airport would be sure to get her an audience with the highest up members management at the airport and their bags on the next flight out, more than likely each with its own personal armed guard to make sure it reached it's given destination. She knew who she had to call, and she knew who she would end up speaking to.

With a sigh, Evony dialled the record label. "Evony Harrington, manager of (*insert band name here*). I need to speak with Mr Nixon about an urgent issue regarding a problem we're having at Heathrow Airport."

"Miss Harrington, I'll put you through," Ryan's secretary told her. Evony flinched at the sound of her name, picturing her shiny gold wedding band, stitched into a tiny teddy belonging to Harry that she always kept in the bottom of her bag. The teddy had long since stopped smelling of her son, but it still reminded her of him. And, she hadn't seen the ring in years, but it comforted her, somehow, to know it was in there. By law, she should be Mrs Nixon. But, of course, Ryan would've never had it. And so, when anyone addressed her by her maiden name, she was just left feeling like her life had been one big worthless lie.

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Dan smiled at Sutton, then let him take Evony's call. He had a way with their manager and he respected that more than the way anyone else talked to her. He waited, listening to his voice before responding to his previous words. He comfortably relaxed back against the wall, trying to settle his breathing again. "I'm glad the flight was good for you, dude. I mostly just listened to Owl City and played games on my phone til it died. And then yknow, just pulled out the portable dvd player and marathoned Doctor Who. It was great. I've just got a headache and I kinda feel like I'm coming off my meds. God I really hope my bag shows up." He looked around, and gave his bandmates an obviously kidding scowl. "Sure, shove it in the face of the guy who still can't drink, even here." he said, sarcasm dripping friendly from his lips. He rummaged through his carryon one more time, and relaxed, finding his bottle of pills at the bottom. Good. That would keep him until at least whenever the rest of their luggage came in.