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This was her dream and she wasn't about to blow it over a little pill.
The taxi pulled up to a large home and Reason's jaw dropped. "Oh my god." She breathed as she gazed out the window.
It was huge and she was gonna live there.
The taxi pulled to a stop and Reason stepped out. She looked over the building again and couldn't believe she was gonna live in this place instead of the old loft she had in Pittsburgh. She gathered her bags, slung her violin case on her back and grabbed her suitcases and approached the large stairs. She noticed a guy sitting there and gave a small grin. "Hello," She said. "Are you um, living here too?" She asked, by the looks of him, he looked like he could be in the band but she wasn't sure.
She adjusted her luggage in her hands, so they wouldn't fall like they wanted to. Reason was a pretty strong girl, though she didn't look it. Right now, she looked like a hippie. A long grass green skirt, gladiator sandels and a cropped top that rested under her modest bust line, revealing her flat bronze stomach that was adorned with a cherry blossom vine tattoo and her silky black hair, cascading down her shoulders in raven waves, framing her exotic features.
It was a suprise to most that she was an army brat and a singer of gothic rock.
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