Location: Riot Theatre
Ciara hadn't heard the door to the under stage open, her music playing as she lay underneath the circuit boards and ventilation fans, hair in a messy bun, confetti and grease streaking her cheek. It was only when the music was turned down did she realize she wasn't alone. "Ko, if that's you, fuck you and fuck your confetti canons. I'm vetoing them next show. Art, if that's you, tell Ko she's banned from confetti canons."
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