"What was the first thing you did that next morning?"
"I had sex with Atlas to distract myself."
"I wrote my thoughts down in the journal that my therapist told me to get."
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📍LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
a/n
fitThe International Hotel
PRACTICE STUDIO
·¯·♫¸¸¸♬·¯·A WEEK HAS GONE BY SINCE THE VERY FIRST SHOW.
Shiloh has deliberately avoided the man — when he'd stop by their dressing room to wish them good luck, she'd happen to be hiding out in the bathroom.
When he'd try to greet them (her) on the rare occasion that he was at the lounge at the same time as the band, she'd either grab Atlas and make-out with him so she didn't have to speak or pretend she was passed out drunk.
After the haze of the high went away, she felt embarrassed and confused.
The only thing that would fully distract her from the conflict within was music, coke, and Atlas' dick.
The band was spread out in the studio in their respective spaces as the instruments strummed its lyric.
The practice studio in the hotel was nearly identical to a recording studio minus the proper equipment.
Supposedly, they were gonna turn it into a recording studio for Elvis years ago but since this is his last year here, they're halting the process.
She absentmindedly clicked her chunky heel to the beat as her part came in.
"Color me your color, baby, color me your car. Color me your color, darling, I know who you are."
Just with her luck, she could see two figures enter the visible viewing room that Greg sat in.
Jerry and Elvis.
Greg greeted them before gesturing to the band inside the studio with a proud dad-like smile.
But much to Shiloh's dismay, Elvis looked right at her.
And he wasn't looking at her lustfully like he once was, he was looking at her softly — giving her a kind smile and waving a bit.
Her heart palpitated in her chest against her will and with wide eyes, she turned backwards to face her band.
She even messed up the lyrics which caught all of their attention.
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