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@cinderellareese-blog
So... Cherry Blossom fest is here again. So I guess that means that I’m gonna have actually go outside of the apartment, doesn’t it? Haven’t exactly been feeling that lately. At least I’m not expected to hang out until later so I can just hide backstage, right?
“You are definitely the human embodiment of all things wild. Get your ideas on paper before you lose them, learn from me. My ideas tend to drift off.”
“That’s the goal of my existence. To be the embodiment of all things wild. That’s what I’m trying to do. It’s rather unfortunate that most of the time, my head goes all crazy and I forgot what I’m doing. Problems of ADHD, I guess.”
“I dunno but I sure don’t give a fuck,” she smirked, lazily shrugging her shoulders. “Damn right, ‘cuz psycho bitches got it goin’ on, ya feel? Now, let’s get going before all the hot ones get taken! We’ve got flirting and flashing to do!”
“Hey, not giving a fuck is exactly the kind of thing I like to hear when it comes to this shit,” she said with a rather wicked grin, ruffling her hair. “Yeah, everyone pretty much knows I’m psychotic already. You know, the whole ex heroin addict sort of sealed that deal.” She laughed, nodding as she bounced on her toes. “Fuck yeah we do!”
“Quite a lot of excitement then, right?”
“Yeah! It’s all pretty concentrated so you know. Take that as you will. Though all my excitement has gone to songwriting lately. Like, we literally just stopped recording for the next album yet I still have so many more ideas. Wild, right?”
“Where does this exciement of New York live?”
“Well, I’m pretty much excitment in a bottle. Like, four foot eleven of pure excitment. Everyone agrees on that, too. Don’t challenge me on that though.”
“No, I think I might have ate it myself. But I honestly do not remember at all. It must have been one crazy night.” Brendan stated with a small grin forming on his lips. “I take it that you’ve had your own fair share of crazy nights.”
“Well, at least you got to enjoy your gummy bear even if you don’t exactly remember it,” Cinderella said, looking down. Crazy nights - that’s one thing they definitely could note having. Crazy enough to end up on the front page, anyway. Chikelu crying next to their hospital bed, telling them that she couldn’t take it anymore. “Yeah, crazy is definitely... one way of putting it. But you remember all about that, probably. It was... kind of not chill.”
“Aw shit, yeah! Nothing makes the news like flashing a couple guys with cameras. Besides, we’re fuckin’ hot. Haha! Brendan’s gonna be pissed, but its’ so worth it. I swear, if we don’t make headlines, I march myself into the nearest station and beat someone’s sorry ass myself.”
Honestly, he probably might be pissed but who fucking cares? I mean, Hayacinth will probably ask me if I’m off the wagon again because you know, flashing your tits must make you high. But I’ll placate her. Natural high on life, baby! If we don’t make headlines, I’ll ring someone and yell at them until we do get a headline about how pyscho we are.
@shutupbro: I didn’t think fans would be that crazy @missfairytale: @shutupbro crazy good or crazy bad
“The city’s been so quiet lately. I never thought that could happen.”
“Well, I think the problem might be that you are not looking for excitement in the right places.”
“Totally. The media’ll love that one. We could even be headline news. Besides, I could definitely use some new shoots, and you know how much the news obsesses over their photos.”
“The media loves a lot of things. They’ll probably make sure to include a reference to my drug past, include snazzy candids. We should flash them! Oh my god, can you imagine how it would look. I’m excited for this now.”
“You know. I’ve been wondering where my giant gummy bear went. See I bought two of them. Though I only have the one left and if one of them took it then I’ll be a sad panda.” The man had an idea who took it. However, he wasn’t going to say a thing as noticed the smile that was playing on their lips.
“Oh, the gummy bear? Sounds like a mystery,” they said with a raised brow at him, brushing a lock behind their ear. There was a twinkle in their eye as they asked, “Do you have an suspects? Anyone I should keep an eye out for?”
“Oh my god, yeah. What’s the fun if we just go for drinks and hotties? Gotta stir shit up to make it entertaining.”
“Exactly. Let’s make sure they start rumours we’re abandoning White Lines and After for a new band that doesn’t have a name yet. It’ll be rad and amazing and stuff.”
“You know I wouldn’t be surprised at all. If they were plotting to rebel against their awesome band manger.” It was obvious by his smile that Brendan was teasing.
“I frequently plot against my band manager too. Awful things like... eating all her food and leaving dishes in the sink. Drives Haya nuts. You should watch out,” they deadpanned, only a hint of a smile giving them away.
“Where could everybody be? I sent them an email, and various texts. Telling them to meet me here. At 2:00 PM. Now it’s 2:30 and they aren’t even here yet.”
“Obviously it’s a secret conspiracy. Can’t be anything else but that. They’re all plotting against you and are totally out to get you.”
“So I’ve got coffee, an electric guitar, and a pack of smokes. Who’s game?”
“Right, right… There’s a nice hole-in-the-wall rock club in my old neighborhood we could check out. I know they don’t give a damn about smoking and it caters to the high school/college crowd. Should be small enough for you to keep an eye on me.”
“That sounds like the perfect place for us to go. Maybe we could totally also get some karaoke in and leave em all with something to tweet home about.”
“Oh! Well if that’s the case, hell yeah. I’m bored out of my mind. Let’s blow this joint.”
“Sounds like a goddamn plan. It’s gotta be some place where I can smoke, where I can make sure you don’t overdrink, and where fuglies don’t hang because I don’t want you hooking up with an ugly person with your drunk glasses on.”
