Lifeline
1. It's Mrs Steal Yo Shit
Lori's P.O.V
Flashes of sloppy kisses and old cologne made its way through my senses, smothering me, I couldn't breathe. I woke up soon after and immediately went to get up but was held down by an overworked, muscley arm. Slowly, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and turned to my left.
You know when you do a bad thing and you instantly regret it and it just replays and then you just know you'll think of it in like twenty years time and physically cringe? Well here I am, living aforementioned moment. I slipped out the vice grip placed on me by Mr T slightly grosser twin, slithered out of the sheets and stood up tall next to the bed watching him sleep.
Stop sleeping with the targets you dumbfuck; did you drop yourself as a baby? Every time fucking time you do th-
Oh god, he's moving. Stay asleep you lump of fucking brawn!
My breathing hitched as he yawned and rolled over to face the window, quickly death gripping a pillow and snuggling close to it, I'm guessing in replace of me. Rude. Nonetheless, I took now as fine opportunity to get the heck out of this hotel room. But not before I finished my objective.
Quickly putting on my undergarments, which wasn't so quick because they were strewn in absurd spots of the room - *coughcough* windowsill *coughcough*? - I then awkwardly shuffled back into my dress and then put my shoes on. After locating my bag I took out the PayPal scanner and got to work on his card. Five minutes later and half his account balance was in a savings bond in my name somewhere off the coast of Cuba.
I wiped my prints off his card and then the glass I drank out of last night, then swiftly made my way through the door. I shut it gently behind me and the started on my way to the elevator. I can now tick 'sleep with the quarterback' off of my bucket list.How do ya like them apples Stacy McGowan who said I'd never fuck anyone in high school.
The elevatordingedin front of me and the doors slowly slid open. I stepped inside the dimly lit box and pressed the 'G' button. But just before the doors shut, a hand slid in the gap pausing it's sequence. A tall, gangly, heavily tattooed man slinked into the small box with me. He smiled but then quickly turned on his heel, shoved his head out the door and bellowed down the hall.
"HURRY THE FUCK UP ALAN, THERE'S OTHER PEOPLE THAT HAVE PLACES TO BE", his tone made me jump ten feet, slightly frazzled he could make such a noise. Then a slightly further voice that sounded extremely irritated yelled back.
"NOT EVERYONES LEGS CARRY THEM ACROSS THE FUCKING UNIVERSE AUSTIN I'M ONLY ONE MAN, WHERE AS YOU PROBABLY FUCKING KILLED TWO TO ENCOMPASS ALL THERE GOSH DANG STRENGTH!" A fire headed guy noticeably shorter than, Austin?, ran through the doors and then stood in between us, immediately beginning his pouting session.
As the doors closed, I couldn't help but smile at how hilarious the two were.
"What has you so chipper?" Austin asked me inquisitively catching me off guard.
"Oh, me, uh... just your friend seems a little ticked off at you". Austin chuckled at his friend’s behaviour and then slung an arm around his shoulder.
"Don't mind him; he just has his Ginger Princess knickers in a twist. Isn't that right Alan?"
Alan looked Austin dead in the eyes then whispered "I'll kill you while you sleep".
"Aww, I love you too buddy", Austin tousled Alan’s hair completely unfazed by the threat. He then turned to me. "So, what’s your name very happy pretty lady?”
"It's Lori, nice to meet you", "That's a cool name, what brings you to California?” "Visiting a friend, you?" "Touring in a band with grumpy ass over here and some other friends, you should come with us to go get food and then you can meet everyone else!” The elevator doors opened up and we all stepped out and starting making our way to the exit, Alan slightly quicker trying to get some distance from us, probably still pissed off.
"Oh, I would but I really have to go see that friend I told you about and I'm pretty close to being late, so maybe another time". "Okay 'seeing a friend' and not running away from a one night stand, I guess it can wait", "that obvious huh?", "not quite but I see that look at least twice a week coming from Alan's bunk so I can kind of tell". I chuckled at Austin’s sense of humour. And then quickly stopped when I saw the quarterback emerge from near the other elevator looking really fucking pissed.
"You know on second thoughts, since my secrets out we SHOULD go get breakfast you know, come on the times a wastin', let us go!", I grabbed Austin’s arm then sped up a little grabbing Alan’s then basically ran through the doors and halfway down the street but not before Austin looked over his shoulder and exclaimed "OMG, that's the guy!?".
Stopping halfway down the street they both turned to look at me with confused but mildly amused faces. "What? You're in a band don't act like you haven't done weird shit to avoid people". That answer seemed good enough because they both let it go after that.
"So, where'd you want to get food from?", Austin asked me. My stomach growled before I could answer making him smirk. "Apparently anywhere" I half joked as we walked down the street. Good lord this has been an eventful morning.
Flashes of sloppy kisses and old cologne made its way through my senses, smothering me, I couldn't breathe. I woke up soon after and immediately went to get up but was held down by an overworked, muscley arm. Slowly, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and turned to my left.
You know when you do a bad thing and you instantly regret it and it just replays and then you just know you'll think of it in like twenty years time and physically cringe? Well here I am, living aforementioned moment. I slipped out the vice grip placed on me by Mr T slightly grosser twin, slithered out of the sheets and stood up tall next to the bed watching him sleep.
Stop sleeping with the targets you dumbfuck; did you drop yourself as a baby? Every time fucking time you do th-
Oh god, he's moving. Stay asleep you lump of fucking brawn!
My breathing hitched as he yawned and rolled over to face the window, quickly death gripping a pillow and snuggling close to it, I'm guessing in replace of me. Rude. Nonetheless, I took now as fine opportunity to get the heck out of this hotel room. But not before I finished my objective.
Quickly putting on my undergarments, which wasn't so quick because they were strewn in absurd spots of the room - *coughcough* windowsill *coughcough*? - I then awkwardly shuffled back into my dress and then put my shoes on. After locating my bag I took out the PayPal scanner and got to work on his card. Five minutes later and half his account balance was in a savings bond in my name somewhere off the coast of Cuba.
I wiped my prints off his card and then the glass I drank out of last night, then swiftly made my way through the door. I shut it gently behind me and the started on my way to the elevator. I can now tick 'sleep with the quarterback' off of my bucket list.How do ya like them apples Stacy McGowan who said I'd never fuck anyone in high school.
The elevatordingedin front of me and the doors slowly slid open. I stepped inside the dimly lit box and pressed the 'G' button. But just before the doors shut, a hand slid in the gap pausing it's sequence. A tall, gangly, heavily tattooed man slinked into the small box with me. He smiled but then quickly turned on his heel, shoved his head out the door and bellowed down the hall.
"HURRY THE FUCK UP ALAN, THERE'S OTHER PEOPLE THAT HAVE PLACES TO BE", his tone made me jump ten feet, slightly frazzled he could make such a noise. Then a slightly further voice that sounded extremely irritated yelled back.
"NOT EVERYONES LEGS CARRY THEM ACROSS THE FUCKING UNIVERSE AUSTIN I'M ONLY ONE MAN, WHERE AS YOU PROBABLY FUCKING KILLED TWO TO ENCOMPASS ALL THERE GOSH DANG STRENGTH!" A fire headed guy noticeably shorter than, Austin?, ran through the doors and then stood in between us, immediately beginning his pouting session.
As the doors closed, I couldn't help but smile at how hilarious the two were.
"What has you so chipper?" Austin asked me inquisitively catching me off guard.
"Oh, me, uh... just your friend seems a little ticked off at you". Austin chuckled at his friend’s behaviour and then slung an arm around his shoulder.
"Don't mind him; he just has his Ginger Princess knickers in a twist. Isn't that right Alan?"
Alan looked Austin dead in the eyes then whispered "I'll kill you while you sleep".
"Aww, I love you too buddy", Austin tousled Alan’s hair completely unfazed by the threat. He then turned to me. "So, what’s your name very happy pretty lady?”
"It's Lori, nice to meet you", "That's a cool name, what brings you to California?” "Visiting a friend, you?" "Touring in a band with grumpy ass over here and some other friends, you should come with us to go get food and then you can meet everyone else!” The elevator doors opened up and we all stepped out and starting making our way to the exit, Alan slightly quicker trying to get some distance from us, probably still pissed off.
"Oh, I would but I really have to go see that friend I told you about and I'm pretty close to being late, so maybe another time". "Okay 'seeing a friend' and not running away from a one night stand, I guess it can wait", "that obvious huh?", "not quite but I see that look at least twice a week coming from Alan's bunk so I can kind of tell". I chuckled at Austin’s sense of humour. And then quickly stopped when I saw the quarterback emerge from near the other elevator looking really fucking pissed.
"You know on second thoughts, since my secrets out we SHOULD go get breakfast you know, come on the times a wastin', let us go!", I grabbed Austin’s arm then sped up a little grabbing Alan’s then basically ran through the doors and halfway down the street but not before Austin looked over his shoulder and exclaimed "OMG, that's the guy!?".
Stopping halfway down the street they both turned to look at me with confused but mildly amused faces. "What? You're in a band don't act like you haven't done weird shit to avoid people". That answer seemed good enough because they both let it go after that.
"So, where'd you want to get food from?", Austin asked me. My stomach growled before I could answer making him smirk. "Apparently anywhere" I half joked as we walked down the street. Good lord this has been an eventful morning.
Notes
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