Hooking up with random guys at clubs in LA was never something Evra Meadows thought she would do. However all of her plans change when she meets Aryia Emrani just a few days after New Year's celebrations.
Almost two years of friendship and supportin...
I almost forgot to post which is why this part is coming out a little later today (oops) 🙈 but here's the part 2 of the tour chapters :3 The final part of tour will be coming out tomorrow and I'll be releasing the rest of the book each day - when I finish the final 2 parts I have left I'll probably post twice a day too, so definitely look out for that 👀👀
I hope you all enjoy the new chapter 😊
Summary: Tour continues, Aryia gets headaches and Evra gets sick, but both are there to support each other as they always do
Chapter song: Crash Nebula... On Ice! - The Seafloor Cinema
WARNINGS: Language.
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The next two days of tour went by roughly the same, Aryia being a sweetheart and buying us lunch when I had a very particular craving for Taco Bell. We moved the instruments and equipment from the van to the stage; set up the merch booths with Dragged Under, Rivals, and The Seafloor Cinema; played a couple of gigs; sold merch; took photos with fans; and even met up with and chatted to a few fans who we knew from previous concerts. We later packed the stuff back into the van and made our way to Aryia's cousin's house. He had called him after the show, knowing that he lived nearby and asked if we could all stay in his living room to which his cousin had told him that we were welcome to do so.
"Ryan what are you fuckin' doing, bro?" Aryia asked the guitarist who currently had strips of the merch fabric over his head and on his shoulders, the six of us making crop tops out of the t-shirts we were selling on tour.
"I have to escape this prison." Ryan replied, shaking off the strips of merch that were on his head and shoulders. "This sweatshop." He specified, as I noticed Nick picking up the ukulele that was on the other side of the chair as he started to strum it. "It's oppressive!"
"We're supposed to be making merch bro." Aryia pouted.
"It's so oppressive!" Ryan complained. "I feel trapped! It's unbearable! I don't care about it. I'm not going to spend my Aryia bucks at the Aryia store when I'm done working at your Aryia factory, okay?"
"I'm quitting music, okay? And all of you are gonna be out of an unpaid job!"
"Fuck no~"
"Oh God~" I face-palmed, turning to Alex who was wearing cut off strips of the merch and texting people on his phone.
"Alex! Why are you wearing the merch?" Aryia and I asked, Prompting our tour manager to strike a pose.
"I am the merch baby." He laughed, wiggling his eyebrows.
"What the fuck, dude?" Jason questioned.
"How do you expect to sell it if you don't have someone like me showing it off?"
