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i was busy cleaning out the back closets when i heard a loud crash come from out front. "dude, you're totally fucked when lynn sees this," i walked out to see two boys standing around scattered boxes and a broken guitar at their feet. "i didn't even do it!" the shorter of the two said throwing his hands into the air. i walked back into the closet, whatever they were arguing over wasn't as important as my paycheck. i had to prove to my parents i was able to work and get my own money. they were really big on us being independent , which is why they threw a party when they learned sam was starting a photography business.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!" i walked to the front an low and behold, twas lynn gunn. the lynn gunn. sexy gunn, i'd tap that in a millisecond. of course i would never give her the satisfaction of knowing that. especially since she'd probably kick my ass. going back to my previous work i finished with only about five minutes until my shift at the bar started. people flooded into the club about an hour ago to see pvris the band performing tonight. i'd heard of them, never really had any interest though. i walked over to sam standing near the stage. "i start my shift at the bar in a few, do you want anything?" i asked her peeling some duct tape off my shoe. "no, i'm not drinking tonight," she replied taking snaps of the crowd.

it didn't seem like her to not drink, especially on a friday night. the bar was packed with low lifes, trying to catch some kisses from the girls. my co-worker,  dane came up. "jen says i have your shift, they need your help in the back," i passed him my apron heading down the hallway to the back rooms. what could they possibly need me for? it's not like i'm super enthusiastic about the performers like dane is every single fucking night. i walked into the back's stage room seeing jenna already there. "okay alexa, this is brian, lynn, and alex, main members of pvris, and their drummer justin," wait what? i thought it was pivrius

a/n woo thiS CHPTER SUCKS BALLS