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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 13, 2010 12:32:50 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER ,[/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Grabbing a pair of jeans off the floor, Dougie Cleaver swiftly pushed one leg through them at a time. He was in a tad bit of a rush, seeing as is closest friend was in need of some company, and thus he just picked up whatever seemed clean on his floor. Once he had thrown on the clothes that were necessary to look half decent in public, he looked into a mirror and fixed his blond hair. Smiling at himself in the mirror, he ran a hand over his jaw, feeling some stubble that had formed throughout the day. Usually, he would have shaved it off, but he knew that Magda didn’t mind it, so he kept it on. Letting out a deep sigh, he looked to his right, picked up the first hoodie he saw and headed out of the door and towards Magda’s bus.
He shoved his hands into his pockets, after he had pulled his hoodie over his head, and let out another deep sigh. He knew he had to get to Magda’s house as soon as possible, but he couldn’t help but take advantage of these walks to just think about everything that was going on in his life. How his band had finally been getting out there and, as a result, his meth addiction had increased.
Once he reached the bus, he walked up the stairs, finding the door wide open, and entered the bus. Looking around, he pulled off his hood, calling out to Magda, "Mags? I'm here." having gotten the text about twenty minutes ago, he knew that she was in the bus and had been waiting for him to show up. Their relationship was a different one, one that most people couldn't exactly manage to balance. They were the best of friends but the two of them came with benefits. Seeing as neither of them wanted to be in a relationship, at the moment, it seemed to work out perfectly.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 14, 2010 0:22:17 GMT -8
Being on tour was great. Being left in the bus by yourself while the guys had "guy time" was not so much fun, as Magda was beginning to realise. She had been on her laptop already, checked Twitter, Facebook, and any other socialising site she could think of before she finally submitted to her boredom. Before flicking a text to one of her friend's in the hope that they too had nothing better to do but hang out in the bus.
Not bothering to wait for a reply, Magda decided to get out of her PJs and freshen herself up. Smelling like an unhygienic boy was incredibly unattractive and Maggie knew that even Dougie probably wouldn't appreciate the smell. Sure, she could blame it on the guys, but that would be unfair, and to be honest, Mags was the true slob on the Murder Mayhem bus. It was her clothes that were spread over the floor and her make up littered throughout the bathroom. Looking around after she had gotten dressed into her favourite yellow skinny jeans and white tee with the adorable giraffe cartoon printed on the front, Magda decided to tidy up a little; for her fellow band members and for Dougie, of course.
She was just finishing putting her huge variety of makeup bottles and palettes away when she heard someone call her name. "Dougie?" She called out and ran towards the bus' entrance. She smiled as her eyes rested upon him and she rushed, practically bouncing over to the other musician and hugged him. "Glad you could make it." She grinned, pulling away slightly. Maggie's and Dougie's relationship was tricky, always verging somewhere between close friendship and something more. But Magda didn't dwell over that too much. Right now, it worked, and that was all that mattered. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 14, 2010 0:30:47 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Looking around the bus, she could see clothes scattered every which way, which didn't bother him because his bus was pretty much the same. Running a hand through his blond, shaggy hair, he waited for his best friend to come running out from behidn the shadows. After waiting a couple of moments, he heard her voice and saw a flash of bright red hair fly out from behind a corner. Having a smile jump onto his face, he watched her bunce towards him before she pounced onto him, his arms wrapping around her before the hug ended. Still having his arms around her, he looked right at her, seeing her only pull away a slight bit, "Miss me, love?" he asked, his english accent flowing through before he smirked. The relationship between himself and Maggie was a bit of a different one, though is seemed to work out between the two of them; the paparazzi were kept on their toes with those two, not knowing if they were together or not. At times, even Dougie didn't know what kind of relationship himself and Maggie had, but, he didn't seem to mind it, so they stuck to it.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 14, 2010 0:40:39 GMT -8
Magda's heart was set fluttering as her ears picked up Dougie's english accent and she could swear it stopped beating at the sight of his smirk. Boys always held such power over Maggie although she tried not to let it show.
"Of course I missed you!" She grinned cheekily. "Who else am I meant to hug when all the boys are gone?" With these words she danced away to one of the seats and sat down, patting the seat next to her invitingly. "Come and sit down, okay?" She got up again in a hurry, rushing to the fridge. "Want a drink? We have Coke?" Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed two cans and placed one on the table and sat down again.
Many people would find her restless nature plain strange, but Magda didn't care. She was a bouncy person with endless energy and she couldn't sit still for ten minutes without fidgeting. It was because of this that many found her annoying and incredibly childish and her immaturity got her into large amounts of trouble, especially with her band. Well, the guys didn't mind so much, they found her behaviour rather cute, but her manager went mental when Maggie got into trouble. But Mags didn't care. She never liked her manager, and getting told off by them was just another reason not to. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 14, 2010 0:48:28 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] In Dougie's eyes, Maggie was one of the most adorable girls he knew. She was always hyper and ready to get up and do things, and he ws like that as well, so the two of them seemed to mesh rather well. As she pulled away from him and took a seat on the couch, he took a seat beside her, "Good, I would have been rather upset if you felt otherwise." he admitted before he chuckled and wached her run towards the kitchen, "Coke is fine." he added before she took another seat beside him. Grabbing the coke from her hand, he opened it and took a gulp before putting it on the stand beside the couch. Turning his attention back to Mags, he smirked and leaned back on the couch, his arms draped over the back, "You've been enjoying yourself, so far?" he asked before grabbing the can of coke and taking another sip.
He loved hanging out with Magda, she was always so refreshing and unpredictable. Having a friend like her, someone who was so much like himself, made him want to hang out with no one but her; it was like hanging out with the female version of himself - it was great.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 14, 2010 0:59:40 GMT -8
Magda drank from her can, listening to Dougie. "Of course I've been enjoying myself! It is actually so much fun, you know?" Magda grinned, thinking about how much freedom she and the other guys had whilst being on tour. It was great to be able to do things when she wanted to do them and neglect everything she had hated doing while at home in Los Angeles. She loved any freedom at all, and this tour provided her with the perfect amount of it.
"How about you?" Magda asked. "Enjoying Chicago so far? I never knew it was so nice here." Growing up in California, Magda had always been biased towards her home state. But Chicago was pretty amazing, and Maggie had started to wonder whether or not other places would be just as great or even better. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 14, 2010 1:07:18 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Dougie kept his gaze on Magda, finding her to be completely and totally attractive in all of the best possible ways. At times, he found it to be a shame that they wouldn't date, simply because Dougie didn't think Maggie wanted such a thing from him, or any one, for that matter. Flipping his blond bangs out of his face, he chuckled and nodded, "It is pretty fun, it's pretty surreal." he added before he took another sip of his coke. When he put it down, he stood up and looked down at her, reaching into his back pocket before he pulled out a lighter and cigarette, "Mind if we go outside, for a sec?" he asked before he started heading towards the exit of the bus, "Yeah, Chicago is a pretty nice place. Not as nice as Margate, but still." he stated, referring to his home town back in England.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 15, 2010 1:18:40 GMT -8
Magda couldn't help but wrinkle her nose at the sight of Dougie's ciggarette. The petite performer saw smoking as a bad habit, although she didn't mind it as long as she wasn't offered one of those cancer sticks. But she felt she had to follow Dougie outside. Why? Because simply, Maggie couldn't stand the thought of him smoking outside without her pleasurable company.
"Margate? Oh, back in England, right?" She faintly recalled him talking about it one of the many times they had hung out previously. "I bet LA's better." Mags teased as she followed him outside to the fresh air. Well, fresh for now. Until Dougie lit his ciggarette. There was something about the stink of tobacco that set Magda's lungs on fire. Not that she'd let Dougie in on that. He might decide to go smoke somewhere else. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 15, 2010 1:26:05 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Dougie could tell that Magda hated the fact that he smoked, but he also realized that she tolerated it, for him. Putting the cancer stick into his mouth, he walked out of the bus before leaning on the outside of it. Pulling a lighter out of his pocket, he lit the cigarette and took a drag from it before blowing it out in a direction opposite of Maggie, "No, Margate is beautiful. You can see mountains and actually see the sky at night, rather than all of the pollution." he explained before he smirked and took another drag from his cigarette. He looked down at the ground of a moment and smirked at her, "So, heard your first show was a great success, how's you celebrate?" he asked, knowing that she probably partied like a maniac.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 15, 2010 1:40:59 GMT -8
Smiling gratefully at the fact that Dougie actually blew the smoke away from her, instead of directly into her face like some disgusting pig, Magda wondered about tobacco addictions. Yeah, it was rather weird to think about, but Maggie questioned whether it really was an addiction or a lifestyle choice. But she would never know. Mags wouldn't get within a metre of those things if someone was offering them out.
"Quiet drinks." Magda joked in response to Dougie's question. It was a lie, and she knew that Dougie would know it. Maggie was starting to get a wild child reputation, and Dougie didn't need to know all the drunken details. Maggie was a rather weird drunk; her memory never faltered, unless she drunk herself stupid, and she could remember almost anything that went on during the night. "How have your performances gone? Apparently you guys have quite the fan base here, huh?" Magda questioned. She was slightly jealous of the renown of other bands; Murder Mayhem itself was still a baby band, on their way up in the world, and Maggie constantly had to remind herself to be patient; that fame would come with time. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 15, 2010 21:56:52 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] As he took another drag from his cigarette, he held it in for a moment before he let it out trough his nose, "Quiet drinks?" he asked before he shook his head with disappointment, "It was your first performance, you're supposed to go all out!" he explained before he flicked some of the ashes off the end of his cancer stick. He shrugged softly before he nodded, "They'e going pretty good. I mean, we're an opening band so we don't get as much of a reaction as the headliners, but, the reaction is still pretty damn good." he explained before he shook his head, "Not really, we're big back in England, but not so much here..." he added before he cleared his throat and took another drag of his cigarette, "I saw a glimpse of you guys, though; pretty impressed."
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 15, 2010 22:11:31 GMT -8
"I was kidding about the quiet drinks thing you know..." Magda said, not sure whether Dougie had known whether she was kidding or not. "We went to this nightclub in town. It was pretty rad." Magda smiled at the memory. Sure, she was underage, but most people didn't seem to care. And if there were any problems, Maggie usually squirmed her way out of them.
"Huh, you don't?" Magda was actually surprised at Dougie's statement. "But you guys are so good. I'm sure you guys will convert America soon enough." Maggie shrugged, absolutely positive that Dougie's band would widen their fan base whilst being on tour. She beamed at Dougie when he complimented Murder Mayhem. "Thanks. It's such a cool ecperience to be on tour, you know?"
She watched Dougie take another drag of his cigarette, and bit her lip, wondering if she should say something. "You really shouldn't smoke." she said, only half joking. "It makes your breath smell bad." Grinning, she walked to stand next to Dougie, leaning against the bus and looking up at him as she added, "You'll never catch me with one of those things." |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 16, 2010 15:20:05 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] "Oh. Good, I would have been very disappointed in you if you had done otherwise." he explained before he flipped his bangs out of his face and smirked at her, "Anyone you hook up with that I should be jealous of" he asked before she took another drag of his cigarette and let it out, slowly, "I hope so, especially if all of then fans are like the ones we have now." he stated with a confidant nod, "We did a couple of tours in the UK, it's a lot different here than there. Just the way people mosh and everything...it's different." he explained before flicking the ash off the end of his cigarette. When she made the comment about him not smoking, he chuckled and looked at the caner stick in between his fingers, "I know. But, it's a bad habit and it calms me down." he stated before shrugging. Grinning at her next statement, he took a step back, "Well, make sure to remind me not to have one, if we have teh chance of kissing." he teased before finishing it off, throwing it on the ground and stepping on it with his foot, "There, all gone."
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 16, 2010 23:41:57 GMT -8
Magda couldn't help but laugh at Dougie being jealous of anyone she hooked up with. It was sweet of him, really, to be so protective of her, and Magda actually was grateful for it. But, for now at least, she still wasn't sure if she wanted to make her thing with him serious. Hell, Dougie hooked up with as many girls as Magda did with guys, and that was saying something. What they had at the moment was much easier to coodinate than an actual relationship.
"Sorry, Mr England." Magda said teasingly. "We can't all mosh like the Brits, you know?" She laughed again at her own joke. "Having a diverse fan base is better though, right? That way, you don't have to take over one country at a time."
Magda smiled as Dougie stamped out his ciggarette. He did that for her? To be fair, he had finished it, but still, it was the thought that counts right? "A chance of kissing?" Magda laughed. "I think there's a bit more than chance to it, right?" And with that she moved towards him and placed a quick kiss on his lips. |
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 17, 2010 1:36:34 GMT -8
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DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Magda wasn't the type of girl to get tied down and Dougie respected that,. never even thinking about how they could possibly together in a serious and exclusive relationship. It was something that the two of them seemed to agree on and the relationship they had at that moment was perfect fore them, so, the stuck to it, "That's true, I can just take over the whole world in one foul swoop!" he exlcaimed before laughing in a mock maniacal way. He actually laughed after that, finding what he did quite funny. When Magda walked up and kissed his lips, he kissed back and smiled wide, happy that she didn't mind his smoke-breath, "True...but the chances are more valuable when I don't smoke around you." he stated before leaning forward and kissing her lips again, "So, you still bored?" he asked.
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