Apr 6, 2014
Meeting Cherry {thebartendernextdoor; Gabe}
It was one of those nights where Cherry was forced up on stage to dance, since it was required for her to go up at least 5 times a week, as much as her nerves tried to prevent her. "Sorry," she murmured as she bumped into someone, in between her already working at the knot tied behind her back on the costume she was wearing.
Looking up, she noticed they definitely weren't one of the girls-- or one of the sound guys, or any of the guys behind stage. "I-- Um," her cheeks heated, and she wondered what to say, "Can I help you? Did you want to meet one of the other girls?"