December 22nd 2016
This is the show Tommie's been waiting for all year.
The one she is most anticipating.
Her home show. Cardiff.
She grins as she walks into the motorpoint arena. A place that never really housed many of the artists she loved. So when the topic of another UK tour came up and she remembers how annoyed she used to be when big bands announced a tour everywhere but not in Wales she begged Jamie to put a Cardiff show on the tour, and he quickly did, which sold out very quickly.
She twirls around and Ross comes up behind her, lifting her up by her waist to get her on the stage. She giggles as she stumbles forward, turning to look down at the band.
"You're in my house now, bitches."
Ross struggles to pull himself, refusing to use the stairs like the other guys have and she kneels down to pull him up with her.
"I'm taking you all out later, and I can see it already. Us all in Proud Mary..."
Adam slings his arm around her as they walk to where George's drums have been all set up.
"Let's focus on performing first, yeah?"
"Right, yeah."
"Where does everyone want to go? Wait- I need to go to the WRU shop, there's gonna be a Christmas sale. I want to stack up on Blues stuff before the next half of the season."
Adam slowly slides away, and she turns to Ross who's lying on his back on the floor ignoring her, knowing if he gives in and goes they'll be there for hours.
"Matty?"
He's not paying any attention, sitting on the side on his phone texting furiously.
"Matt!"
He jumps, fumbling with his phone before shoving it into the pocket of his jeans, "What?"
"WRU shop?"
"Not right now, I've got to call Gabby."
She nods then with a sly smile slowly turns to George who's staring at Ross.
"G..."
"Tommie..."
"Please."
She crouches down in front of where he's sat, blinking up at him with her biggest puppy dog eyes.
He winces as he looks away trying his hardest to avoid looking but she leans to the side to follow him as he does.
"Stop."
"Please, it would mean so mu-"
"Fine."
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The show ends.
Tommie's on a serotonin high.
Smiling as she waves at the crowd, catching things they throw on stage as she walks away.
Some t-shirts, some notes, a few hats, she places them all down on the table at the backstage, turning to the others as they walk in.
Her smile fades slightly when Matty walks right past the room, but it's quickly there again as Ross wanders over putting on a cowboy hat that has Tommie's name written on it.
"Wow, Welsh people love you."
"I know."
"I bet you knew half the people in that room." George comments.
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