SHE'S NOT THERE - daisy jones & the six

the six.

KAREN: The name. It just didn't... fit anymore y'know.

VIENNA: I'd been trying to change that fucking name for years. It was weak. A total rip off of the righteous brothers.

"What happened to that producer you went up to," Eddie spoke. "The one with the parrot?"

All seven of them cramped into one booth. Thigh to thigh, and dry toast stuck in her throat, she was uncomfortable. She could've just sat in the next one, warren would've probably sat with her then she wouldn't have been sandwiched between Eddie and Warren. Camila was counting their money, flicking the flimsy paper between her fingers with haste.

"parrot guy passed on us." Camila said, halfhearted. Viennas brows raised. Shit, if they couldn't even get parrot guy getting someone who was actually would be mission impossible.

"wow," Eddie spoke, taking a bite of the slightly stale toast. "that is bleak"

"yeah, if we can't get parrot guy we're never going to get teddy price." Vienna spoke, mostly to herself taking the piece of toast from Eddies hand. He gave her a look, "what, you can't share?" she rolled her eyes.

WARREN: I tried to grab a slice of that toast like ten minutes before that, he slapped my hand away and told me to get fucked.

He took it back, mumbling something under his breath. She shuffled in her seat, thighs feeling sticky from the leather. He slipped off the side a little, grabbing the table to pull himself back. Her head fell back as she laughed. It was almost melodic. infectious even. He smiled too. "My ass is hovering over air right now." he grumbled.

EDDIE: she pulled me closer, resting her legs over my thigh and then, she grabbed another piece of toast. I froze up, man.

"You might wanna save some of that toast for tomorrow," Camila sighed, shaking her head softly. "There's barely enough to cover the rent. Eddie looked down, picking up a few pieces of toast and shoving them in his shirt pocket.

"Fuck it, man." Warren spoke up, rushed. "Maybe idk Chuckie was right, huh?"  He paused. "Maybe.. Maybe this was all just a big mistake and that we should of just stayed at home with our moms, saved money on rent"

"become dentists, " Vienna shrugged, laughing a little before letting her head  drop  onto eddies shoulder.

"I mean i've send a hundred photographs to and not a single fucking paper has responded." Camila relayed, " I mean, should i just quit? no one said it was gonna be easy"

Vienna was distracted, eyes cast solely upon the bottle in Billy's hands. She met his eyes, knowing, she averted them almost instantly.

"Also, while we're taking about 'stuff'" Warren started again, " how come i'm the only one without a bed in the house?"

"Well, Vi and i already have to share a bed," Karen spoke , haphazardly pouring her coffee.

"you could've taken their room," Billy added.

"no, i couldn't have. That room is haunted".

"It's not haunted."

"Yes it is," Vienna, protested.

"I'm getting pocket toast, so." Eddie overlapped.

"our room smells like mothballs." She shrugged softly.

"Why are we still called the Dunne Brothers?" Karen asked, coffee mug in her hand. "I mean four of us aren't Dunne's and the last time i checked i'm nobody's brother."

"Thank you, Karen." The brunette clapped her hands, "she's speaks for us commoners."

"so you want to change our name?" Billy spoke, already slightly aggressive.

"I personally think that's  a great idea," Eddie chimed in, Vienna hummed softly in response.

"Yeah, i mean technically it's your name." she spoke, tucking a few stray strands of hair behind her ear.

"well i mean the name is the name so,". he paused, "I mean that's how people know us"

"yeah right, but it's not exactly doing much for us though."

"how about, immaculate reception?" warren beamed.

"no, that's awful," Karen grimaced,

"yeah, ren. that is rancid." Vienna laughed. Billy protested yet again.

"I mean if we're throwing stuff out there, i mean  Hercules is still on the table." a chorus of 'no' was instantaneously thrown at him.

Eddie started listing names, cheesy named that Vienna would echo and mock. In the end, she placed her hand over his mouth.

"The six of us will never agree on a name." Billy shook his head. "alright, so let's just."

"What about, the six?" Karen spoke, a grin on her face. 

"wont people get confused?" billy grumbled, looking down at the table.

"oh cheer up, grandpa." Vienna rolled her eyes, throwing a bit of her toast crust in his direction. "I like it."

"It's certainly better than Hercules."

VIENNA: I knew it. That was our bands name.

BILLY: that was the same night we ran in to Teddy Price.