closed starter for @mineforfree
sitting in one of the upstairs booths, where they had a view of the stage while not having to deal with the rest of the crowd, leandra sipped on her drink, barely paying attention as her friends talked around her. green eyes were focused on the show going on, some opening act she didn't know and didn't care for. yet, something - or more precisely, someone, intrigued her. whoever was playing the bass, she could swear that she had seen them somewhere before. the way they moved, smiled at the crowd was tugging at something buried deep in her stomach and part of her hated it, because those feelings never amounted to anything good. not looking away, she asked one of her friends to look the band up, to try and find an answer. when the girl listed the band members, one name stuck up, and leandra felt her heart stop, hiding it with a curl of her lips. floyd. she hadn't seen them in more than a decade, but time had been nothing but kind to them. as the set finished, she nodded towards the backstage area. "we're going in there. now."
