~Jack's POV~
"I can't believe that gig went so well!" I said to Tim, our band's leader, "Do we really get to keep all this money?" I was referring to the 4,000 dollars we'd just scored. The four of us would split it, meaning I got 1,000 dollars. "Yeah man, totally!" Said Tim, "And this is just a small gig, man! I can't wait for you to see one of the bigger ones we'll do!"
I was still reeling from the opportunity that Tim, Jake, and Fork gave to me. They said my drumming skills "Totally fuckin' rocked my balls off!" Which I later learned meant "really good".
About a month or so after my first gig, we were growing more and more popularity in Ireland. We were now making close to 5,000 dollars per person at each show!
I couldn't get over that great feeling of well- deserved exhaustion after we rock it at our show. That higher-than-God feeling; feeling like I was floating on the ocean, soft waves floating me to nowhere. That was, at least, until Fork hit me up with some Terror.
~Hey guys A/N here. Should I continue this story? What do you think of it so far? Leave comments/ concerns/ ideas in the comments! Thanks!! Kate out~~
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