favorite old haunt, their last hurrah before embarking on new adventures in Europe.
Chandler was the only one who had been there before, so the rest of the band was excited about the trip. Top off the international tour with playing venues with Steel – the global gods of rock music – and everyone was on an adrenaline high.
Gunner stood with the group and raised his glass. “To Assured Distraction: may Europe be filled with hot women and our songs make them all love me.”
Everyone laughed. “Hey, douchebag - they’ll love ya – so long as the girls don’t understand English,” Carter added before clinking his beer glass with the others for the toast.
Peri and Chandler had talked Krissy into trying to smooth things over with Ryan. She still was not happy with him but didn’t want him leaving when she was angry.
Ryan walked around on egg shells with her, praying he wouldn’t do anything else wrong to set her off. They were friendly at best. He hadn’t slept with her since he had returned and it was killing him. At least she wasn’t yelling and screaming at him. He was still waiting to hear if the eviction would happen, and all he could do was pray it wouldn’t. It seemed to be the only thing keeping his head off the chopping block for the time being.
Hayden joined the celebration, too. The band had adopted him as a mascot over the past week since he was always around and seemed eager to help out. Ryan was going to let his new-found cousin stay in his apartment for the three months the band was on the road, which would work out great for them both.
Ryan learned from Cash that he was already lining up performances at bars and clubs all over Austin for Hayden, as well as setting him up with time in the studio to lay tracks for some iTunes singles. Ryan was happy when Cash told him he believed Hayden had several songs written with great potential and wanted him to cut a CD with all of his music as quickly as it could happen.
The week was nerve-wracking for everyone, and Krissy seemed to be the one most on edge. After agreeing to take the part of Peri’s job as a receptionist, she found out she couldn’t start at 13 Recordings until the same Monday the band flew out. All of this was making her nervous. Peri brought in a temp to take her spot while she did her new job, and the temp would teach Krissy, who prayed the temp listened and took good notes.
Krissy’s nerves were on edge being around Ryan and the rest of AD who all seemed like it was such a great thing to be leaving for three months. She fidgeted with irritation, turning her phone over and over, again and again in her hands, when it vibrated in her palm. “OMG, it’s him.” She jumped up from the booth, with Ryan on her heels, and ran out the door to talk to her landlord. “Yes, this is Krissy.”
“Okay, I see,” she replied flatly after listening for a few minutes, her face devoid of expression making Ryan even more nervous.
“Yes, I know. You’re right. I’ll come by in the morning then.” Ryan knew it wasn’t going to be good.
She hung up the phone. “Shit, shit, shit. What in the hell am I going to do? He says I have to move out. Thank God he’s not kicking my roommate out, too, but where the hell am I supposed to go? I can’t afford a decent apartment in Austin without a roommate. I don’t even know if I want to live alone.” Ryan saw the fire in her eyes. He knew this wasn’t going to play out well for him.
“And you! Damn you, Ryan! Everything going wrong is your fucking fault. You did this to me, and now you get to hop on a plane in two days and leave me alone here, high and dry!” She was to the point of screaming now, unleashing her pent-up anxiety and frustration.
“Krissy, we’ll figure something out.” He needed to calm her down.
“Yeah, right. You can start with going over there and paying for the damages you caused, because I’m sure as hell not going to, nor do I have the damn money,” she
Chandler was the only one who had been there before, so the rest of the band was excited about the trip. Top off the international tour with playing venues with Steel – the global gods of rock music – and everyone was on an adrenaline high.
Gunner stood with the group and raised his glass. “To Assured Distraction: may Europe be filled with hot women and our songs make them all love me.”
Everyone laughed. “Hey, douchebag - they’ll love ya – so long as the girls don’t understand English,” Carter added before clinking his beer glass with the others for the toast.
Peri and Chandler had talked Krissy into trying to smooth things over with Ryan. She still was not happy with him but didn’t want him leaving when she was angry.
Ryan walked around on egg shells with her, praying he wouldn’t do anything else wrong to set her off. They were friendly at best. He hadn’t slept with her since he had returned and it was killing him. At least she wasn’t yelling and screaming at him. He was still waiting to hear if the eviction would happen, and all he could do was pray it wouldn’t. It seemed to be the only thing keeping his head off the chopping block for the time being.
Hayden joined the celebration, too. The band had adopted him as a mascot over the past week since he was always around and seemed eager to help out. Ryan was going to let his new-found cousin stay in his apartment for the three months the band was on the road, which would work out great for them both.
Ryan learned from Cash that he was already lining up performances at bars and clubs all over Austin for Hayden, as well as setting him up with time in the studio to lay tracks for some iTunes singles. Ryan was happy when Cash told him he believed Hayden had several songs written with great potential and wanted him to cut a CD with all of his music as quickly as it could happen.
The week was nerve-wracking for everyone, and Krissy seemed to be the one most on edge. After agreeing to take the part of Peri’s job as a receptionist, she found out she couldn’t start at 13 Recordings until the same Monday the band flew out. All of this was making her nervous. Peri brought in a temp to take her spot while she did her new job, and the temp would teach Krissy, who prayed the temp listened and took good notes.
Krissy’s nerves were on edge being around Ryan and the rest of AD who all seemed like it was such a great thing to be leaving for three months. She fidgeted with irritation, turning her phone over and over, again and again in her hands, when it vibrated in her palm. “OMG, it’s him.” She jumped up from the booth, with Ryan on her heels, and ran out the door to talk to her landlord. “Yes, this is Krissy.”
“Okay, I see,” she replied flatly after listening for a few minutes, her face devoid of expression making Ryan even more nervous.
“Yes, I know. You’re right. I’ll come by in the morning then.” Ryan knew it wasn’t going to be good.
She hung up the phone. “Shit, shit, shit. What in the hell am I going to do? He says I have to move out. Thank God he’s not kicking my roommate out, too, but where the hell am I supposed to go? I can’t afford a decent apartment in Austin without a roommate. I don’t even know if I want to live alone.” Ryan saw the fire in her eyes. He knew this wasn’t going to play out well for him.
“And you! Damn you, Ryan! Everything going wrong is your fucking fault. You did this to me, and now you get to hop on a plane in two days and leave me alone here, high and dry!” She was to the point of screaming now, unleashing her pent-up anxiety and frustration.
“Krissy, we’ll figure something out.” He needed to calm her down.
“Yeah, right. You can start with going over there and paying for the damages you caused, because I’m sure as hell not going to, nor do I have the damn money,” she
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