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[afina rain phoenix]

If I let you love me, be the one adored...
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She really wanted to do something that didn't have to do with leaving the bus today. Afina laid in her bunk, head buried into the pillow. She had been like that for three hours, thinking about her whole life. She had no idea what the hell she was doing. She was wrapped up in her blanket, blasting Dance Gavin Dance. She was probably alone on the bus unless someone from the crew or her band or her sister and brother was sleeping in the bunk. Not like she was bothering them. She was being quite quiet. Since she wasn't being a punching bag for her parents she was actually quiet balanced. The whole balance problem or some shit her doctor made up was nothing. Fucking corruption. She sighed softly, not loud enough to wake someone up if there were there. She picked up her head and ran a hand through her blonde hair as she turned over onto her back. Which, ached every now and then as did her ribs and when it rained her whole body was in pain from some weather shit. That's what she had the heavy duty pain killers for, she couldn't handle that sort of pain. It was just too hard for her. She couldn't breathe or even move sometimes. Diego took care of her a lot because it was unbearable for her to do anything that required even the slightest movement. She didn't even blame her mother and father. She thought she deserved it to be honest although, she would never admit that to herself. She couldn't even bring herself to hate them. A tear almost escaped from the corner of her eye as she wiped it quickly and wrapped her arms around herself. Sometimes she just needed to give herself a hug when no one was around to give her one. She sighed again and yawned. She was a bit tired probably from laying there for so long. She moved herself a little as she peaked out of her little bunk noticing that there was only soft voices coming from the back and that it was dark. She looked at the clock, it was nine already? What the hell?

She didn't even know how long she slept for but that was fine really. She didn't care all that much. Their show was last night. It went great, honestly, Afina was seriously happy about that. She loved it when people loved her music, or the silly lyrics that she wrote. Even though, honestly, she didn't mean any of them. She moved the hair out of her eyes and side again. Adjusting the nose rings on both sides of her nose and taking off her shirt and bra, pulling on a fresh one and a tank top with a clock on it and a red plaid shirt that went to her elbows. After running a hand through her hair and then grabbing her brush out of her bunk to brush out the knots. After that was done she pulled on skinny jeans and her sneakers, grabbing her itouch and walked into the front part of the bus.

She grabbed a bottle of vitamin water from the fridge and picked a movie from her huge drawer of dvds and popped one into the player, laying down on the couch and sipping on her vitamin water. This was exactly what she needed. She was glad the tour was staying in New York for a few days even though she was afraid her parents could find her. But she knew they didn't pay any attention to the news or the music world for that matter. She was quite comforted by the fact that she was safe in her bus.

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Would you go all the way - be the one I'm looking for?

Words 637
Tagged open
Outfit herree
Tunes idk
Notes doneeeshitty
Credits IrishEyes of Caution 2.0. Lyrics are courtesy of Paramore - Adore

[tommy]

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Tommy sighed up at the ceiling. Late last night he’s crawled into his brothers bunk since technically speaking the crew didn’t have “bunks” on the actual bus. He’d been up for about two hours now and had even been up and about on the bus making sure everybody was accounted for. It looked like everyone was accounted for except Jayden, what a shocker. But Tommy was sure that his older brother had probably passed out on somebody else’s bus the night before. It wasn’t uncommon. The young man turned on his side to check his phone for any new messages hoping Jayden had woken up and realized that he wasn’t on his own bus. But there was no such luck, his inbox was empty. He rolled back onto his back and dropped his phone on his chest and instantly he winced in pain at the huge bruise that had formed on his chest at the last show. He remembered the conversation he’d had with Jayden about how he’d gotten it.

Tommy held his chest as he walked up to his brother backstage. Jayden could read the pained expression on Tommy’s face and walked toward him until they met in the middle. Just like Jayden could read Tommy, Tommy was equally as good at read Jayden. He saw the worry and anger in his brother’s face and knew exactly what he was thinking. “Nothing happened.” Tommy said though a fake smile. “Bull shit. You’re not a good liar Thomas. What the fuck happened?” Jayden’s tone was growing increasingly angrier. “I just got clipped by a guy coming out of the pit. It’s not that big a deal. I wasn’t paying attention.” That was another lie. Tommy couldn’t help but pay attention to every detail no matter what he was doing.

He’d been trying to go back to sleep for a while now, obviously it wasn’t working. Tommy decided to just get up and find something to do. Go on a walk maybe. See the city. Jumping down from the bunk was tricky for the simple fact that there was a guy sleeping face down in front of the bunks. Unfortunately sights like this were becoming increasingly common. It was a shame really. Tommy managed not to step on the guy but did manage to trip over his own feet making a neat row of beer bottles come crashing to the floor. He hesitated for a moment to see if anybody was going to wake up but when all he heard was the rustling of blankets he hurried to pick up the mess. He wasn’t so much worried about waking the band up as he was about the crew waking up particularly the girls. It was a known fact that girls a cranky in the morning and the band can sleep through a hurricane.

He fumbled though his duffle bag full of clothes till he found a pair of jeans and a shirt that looked like it hadn’t been worn yet. He threw that on with a pair of shoes and walked off the bus. It was only nine and the city past the parking lot looked like it was just getting to a sleepy start. Tommy breathed in the “fresh” New York air. He had to admit, the air here was a lot heavier or thicker, or more something than it was back home. The parking lot was littered with remnants of the great party that had gone on the night before. Historically rock stars loved to party and, for the most part, this group of rock stars wasn’t any different. There where random pieces of trash, silly string, and camp chairs everywhere. No doubt this rag tag group of musicians and crew members were going to leave an impression on this city. Tommy decided to see if anybody else was awake yet. Afina was the first person to pop into his head. The Armed and Dangerous bus was only a short walk.

Even though they’d only been touring for a short time the two had already managed to come together. This new found friendship was especially significant to Tommy for two reasons. One, this was the fastest he’d ever become comfortable around another person. And two, she sort of had the same problems as him. So it was easy to talk to her about things verses talking to his brother about them and him not fully understanding. He knocked on the bus door hoping that she answered and not someone else. He was mentally kicking himself in the back of the head for not sending her a text or something before he cam over.

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^{TAG - Afina.
WORDS – seven seven four.
WEARING – this.
NOTES – this sucks.
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[afina rain phoenix]

If I let you love me, be the one adored...
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Afina laid on the couch, chewing her bottom lip and sighing to herself. She wondered why she wasn't out having fun like everyone else, instead of just sitting inside and watching this stupid movie. She sat up and sighed, her back cracking lightly as she twisted her torso, making sure it cracked. It did shit like that often. It cracked when it wasn't suppose to but it didn't hurt her really, just felt really good. Another thing she wondered if she should be worried about. Oh well, not really that bad or anything. She ran a hand through her hair as she hummed a song to herself for a moment until she stopped, distracted by her thoughts. She wasn't sure where Diego or Phineas was at the moment. She knew the two of them were having their problems with each other. Afina did her best to try to distract herself from it. Especially, since she hated fighting. But it was bad enough that Diego left to sleep on another bus. That freaked her out and frankly, she didn't want to lose her twin sister because of some drunk sex or something. She sighed and ran a hand through her blond hair as she stared straight at the screen. Worried about everything. But Afina never stopped worrying, it was normal for her to think about these things over and over until there was a distraction that dragged her away from her thoughts. Claudio was no where to be seen lately and she was getting worried about that. But she had people to keep her mind off of him. Tommy, Gid, Diego when she was around and Ryann. But that was about it. She hadn't talked to Phineas because she was sorta upset with him throwing out Diego. She didn't say anything though, when would Afina say anything? She was upset but she didn't show it.

Deep in her thoughts, Afina fiddled with her Iphone. A christmas present from her sister and brother. Although, she wasn't entirely sure why she even needed something like that. It wasn't like she had a actual social life where she would be texting everyday. Most of the time Afina left the phone off for days before turning it on and checking messages even though speaking through text was much better face to face. She rather just not bother with it like all the other girls. Over the hum of the tv and her own thoughts, she could barely hear someone knocking at the bus's door. Fina sat up and tossed her phone in her bunk before walking over to the door and pushing it open slowly, peaking around the door with her wide eyes as she stared at Tommy. Relief washed over her, thankfully it wasn't some strange person who might get angry with her if she didn't tell them where her sister or Phineas was. That's who they always wanted to talk to. Because A; Diego was the singer, being the drummer meant she could just hide in the background like she always had. Afina had grown use to being a wallflower and liked it way better that way and B; was that Phineas was usually put in charge of press and stuff like that. Being the manager he had to get all that shit done. Afina was fine with being left out of it all. She didn't like the flash of cameras or the fact that someone may be asking her family life that she didn't want to talk about. While Diego tried hard not to talk about it, Fina was tight lipped.

Pushing open the door a little bit more so it wasn't just her head, she leaned against the frame. "Hey, wanna come in?" She said in her normal soft and quiet voice. She took a deep breathe of the air and almost coughed. Vegas was worse but that air was dry. This was thick and humid and she couldn't handle it as she looked at Tommy. It was odd, the way Afina made friends took her around forever. She usually hid behind Diego who would scare people off, leaving Afina with the lack of friends. Though, she had met Tommy all on her own and realized how much...he was like her. She could talk to him about things that Diego or Phineas never wanted to bring up. She could trust him with things that she normally wouldn't trust anyone with. It made her feel a bit more comfortable knowing that he was the person at her door. Moving out of the way for him to come in she glanced at the TV realizing whatever was on was over before looking back at him and giving him a soft smile.

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Would you go all the way - be the one I'm looking for?

Words 637
Tagged tommy
Outfit herree
Tunesyou kill me (in a good way) by sleeping with sirens
Notessorry if this is shit i am tiredd
Credits IrishEyes of Caution 2.0. Lyrics are courtesy of Paramore - Adore