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First Tour: Final After Party

The sound of music filled the room and echoed outside so others could hear.The smell of food, alcoholic drinks, and perfume filled both inside and out.The roof party filled with bodies all lively and with their own purpose and goals. Yet what was your goal I could only wonder. Our eyes locked onto one another with the dance floor filled with people and flashing lights that stood between us. As we decrease the gap between us and dance to the upbeat music. Plenty of thoughts welcomed my mind but one stood out more then the rest. Where would we go and what will we do when the dance is over? But after a few hours of dancing and sipping some of the red rum thats all I could remember from that long night. Waking up within the room with a beautiful girl beside me and a few others upon the ground I knew it was time to go. This was the first time such a thing happened to me during an after party and was unsure if it was a good or bad thing. Waking her up I made sure she was ok and not dead to the world before softly saying."We cant be late..to return to New York.."I reminded her knowing very well the private plane was on a tight schedule and I feared setting up a back up plain trip for both of us. Throwing the covers to the side I slid to the edge of the bed looking around at the other people resting on the floor releasing a sigh before lifting the phone from the side table. Pressing a few buttons to call my other band mate. " Yo..yeah its me..We will be there in a few minutes..can you ask them to bring some extra clothes for us?" I asked before sighing and nodding my head a bit before handing up. Looking over my shoulders I could see her looking for our clothes as I smiled slightly. "Perhaps...When we return..we should get married..If we make it out of here alive." I joked getting up grabbing my shoes and taking her hand as we run out of the room.