The next morning, the KISS themed alarm clock rang in Paul's hotel room.
He stumbled out of bed and went to wake me up in the spare bedroom where I slept in a sleeping bag.
The Starchild was suprised to find me not there.
I wonder if she crashed with Eric last night?
His suspicions were correct.
I was indeed fast asleep in the drummer's gentle arms.
Paul took out his phone and snapped a quick picture.
A few moments later, the weather reporter announced that a huge blizzard was almost here.
No concert tonight.
Tommy, Paul, and Gene were eating breakfast at the hotel's cafe.
Paul texted Eric to tell him that we're not gonna rehearse for this concert because of the bad winter weather.
I woke up at about nine o'clock in the morning.
"Mornin', kitten".
Eric sat up and yawned while I stretched my out arms.
His purring made me feel so happy.
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KISSteria
FanfictionThe band KISS are trying to put on a show in Australia in one week's notice and I happen to meet them there.
