Follow the adventures and possibly misadventures of Sydney and the rest of Grace of the Fallen as they take on their first tour mixed with love, lust and drama.
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Twenty minutes later, after some back and forth deliberation, we finally decided on a cab. The Refinery Hotel was nice, I mean like take one wrong step and you break something nice. We quickly found the elevator, pushing the button that would take us straight to the roof where the bar and the much needed drinks were located. As soon as the doors opened, I could hear the music flowing across the rooftop and feel the grin forming on my lips. Okay, I'll admit it, I missed this, going out with my friends-my family, having a few drinks. I honestly couldn't wait to see how this night unfolded, how Shannon, Jared and Tomo took to our little family.
"It seems kind of empty, is it just the bands tonight?" Ace asked from beside me.
She was right this first section of the roof was completely empty. I looked around the brick and wood enclosed patio, chairs vacated, not a soul in sight. To the right, three floor to ceiling double doors were open, curtains hanging to the side to show the night sky, to my left, three massive brick arches, leading to the next section. Charlie was the first off the elevator, followed quickly by Brook. They passed through one of the arches, bypassing a few people at the huge bar and headed straight for a group of people seated outside. Ace and Jared looked at each other before shrugging and following our guitarist and bassist.
Shannon, Tomo and I decided to stop at the bar instead of following the rest of our group out, giving me time to look around the middle room. On the far side, sat a room length half booth, covered in what looked to be red velvet, with little pub tables set in front of it, leaving the other side of the tables with little chairs for guests. I caught sight of some of the bands we were on tour with lounging around the tables, talking amongst themselves. In the middle of the room, separating the bar and pub tables was a 16 seater long table, looking up I noticed that the glass roof had been retracted, leaving the wide black beams open and the night sky available without restriction.
"SYDNEY!" A voice yelled, causing me to yank my eyes away from the bright lights of the Empire State Building and towards the direction the voice came.
I had enough time to turn away from the bar, before a solid body slammed into mine, my vision was quickly turned upside down when I found myself thrown over Vic's shoulder as he toted me past the opened sliding glass doors and into the night air. The final section of the rooftop was, for lack of a better word, a gorgeous deck. There were two U shaped grey couches placed at each end of the patio, in the middle of those sat 2 two seater swings with lounge chairs and small tables spread sporadically around. Vic managed to carry me to the opposite end where one of the U shaped couches was located.
"VICTOR FUENTES PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!" I yelled, beating his back. I could hear Charlie's laughter getting closer, before my world tilted right side up again.
"Jeez Syd you could rival Charlie with those lungs." Kellin laughed out.
"I didn't even get my damn drink thanks to you!" I pushed Vic causing him to stumble into Kellin harshly, before spinning around to take in my surroundings.
