Post by ASTOR DONOVAN! on Aug 17, 2010 21:25:45 GMT -8
TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME
There was literally no one around, and Astor found herself, for once, with nothing to do. Her bus was clean, her bass was tuned perfectly, her hair and make up were done and no one else seemed to hanging around the tour venue like she was. They had all run into town at the first chance they had got, although it was only Chicago. Okay, even Astor had to admit, the city was pretty cool, and rather pretty, but there would be so much more exciting places later on. And no one would have any energy left to explore other places with Astor down the line. Oh well, that was life. And if Astor had to explore on her lonesome she'd be glad to. Otherwise she could just drag someone else along.
But for now, with nothing else to do, Astor had decided to hang around the merchandise area, examining the clothes and various other items other bands were selling with their names on it, and charging rather high prices for them. Okay, so it was merchandise, and some of these bands were pretty damn popular but still. Astor wouldn't pay nearly as much as some of the stands were charging for their stock. But, Astor supposed, that was business.
She stopped at one table, looking at a shirt that actually wasn't too bad. Looking at the price, Astor let out a sharp breath. This might have been the one shirt she wouldn't mind paying that much for. Unfortunately, she didn't have the money on her right now. Turning away from the stand in order not to be tempted to rush to her bus and grab her handbag, Astor walked directly into someone. "Oh, geez. Sorry about that!" she said quickly. "You okay?" Astor really hoped she hadn't rammed into them too hard. And being as bony as she was, being bumped into by Astor was bound to hurt.
tagging whoever !
words 3 1 7
lyrics your bird can sing by the beatles
notes sorry it's a tad short! c:
credits this was made by brooke !
