“This is fucking bullshit,” I
exhaled sharply, “I got better things to do than track down that
The smell of sex,drugs and rock ‘n’
roll became stronger as I descended the staircase of what looked to
be a goddamn shithole. What
is this, a fucking crackhouse?
they are, fast asleep like little drugged-up angels. Wait, where’s
the other one? Beverly, I think. Shit, she better not be far.
“Rise and fucking
shine!” I shouted. Jack jolted awake, looking confused as hell
about what was happening. Goddamn, even strung-out he still looks
good. Bastard. The other members of the band stirred and
rubbed their eyes.
Jack stood up and
stretched, yawning as he moved closer to where I was standing.
“Long time no
see,” he grinned, “you look like hell.”
yourself,” I sneered, “I could say the same about you. Besides,
I’m not the one who needs to be at soundcheck. An hour ago.”
“Time to get your
ass in gear!” I spat, “I’ve been looking for you guys all damn
alright!” Jack waved his hand, “we’ll get there. But I have to
admit, I thought you’d be happy to see me.”
“You’ve gotta be
kidding me!” I rolled my eyes, “do you even remember the last
time we saw each other?”
raised an eyebrow, “now, get the hell to the club or I will shove
that guitar so far up your-”
going!” Jack exclaimed, “Kathie…where’s Bev?”
“How would I
know?” Kathie groaned, “I was here.”
“We’ll find her,”
Ed said, “she can’t be far.”
“I sure fucking
hope not,” I sighed, “she’s kind of important. Jack, take your
wife or whatever the hell your guitar is and come with me, you guys get Bev and come on.
Randy will have my head if we fuck this up!”
is my wife…”
“Whatever,” I retorted, “and while we’re at it, you better hide
your stuff unless you want Mr. Fun-Police to flush it!”
Looks like the band got a gig and @beverlyallitsimsis nowhere to be found! Also, having Aida gather the troops might have been a bad idea!