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After a long concert, Roger and his mates walked off the stage. He watched as they were bombarded with fans wanting signatures and women throwing themselves at each member. Roger of course dodged them all, but did sign autographs and took pictures. Roger searched for his lil lady, hoping she was actually there. "Autie?"
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@fa1ryt33thh Roger's smile faded, and he seemed rather annoyed. "Tsk. After-party, sure. More like an excuse to get high or sloppy drunk and make out with people on the floor." He paused. "I used to love those parties until I found a teenager in one of those beds. Then I got booked overnight because I broke the guy's jaw. Now my manager throws these parties so we can book more gigs but now it's like 25 year olds trying to be 18 again. If my daughter was at one of those parties...I don't even want to think about what I'd do."
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@hvymtlgns ;; chuckling at her husband, she pulled the coat down a little more so she wasn’t so covered up now that the cameras were gone. “oh shh, sure you will. in at least some magazines.” she playfully responded, stood by his side. “you didn’t wanna go to the after party?” she asked, curious about what he would do now that his show was over.
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@fa1ryt33thh Of course this was met with some nosy cameras, and Roger did everything he could to at least cover his wife's deadly face card. Her beauty would break the lens. (Ok ok I'm being cheesy I'm done-) Once they were finally out of the view of the nosy magazine photographers, he finally was able to breathe. "Go ahead baby. Too bad my sweaty ass won't be on the cover," he teased.
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