Post-Gig Bliss | OPEN

[Loviise Pärn]

Lou sat with a bottle of A. Le Coq in her left hand, and her right hand played with her short, black hair. The gig had been magnificent, and despite the small number of people in the audience, the mood had been great. Lou had enjoyed being on the stage, she had danced and sung like there was no tomorrow, and she really felt like she deserved a beer after such a great gig.

She glanced around, hoping that someone would come talk to her. Occasionally people would come talk to her after gigs, complimenting her voice or telling her to lose weight. She didn't mind either of them, she just wished the latter would at least talk about the fact that she also drank and smoked. She led a dangerous life, if one was to ask a health nazi. But Lou didn't care. She lived now. The only real time is now.

And right now she was on the mood for some flirting. Were there any flirt-worthy men or women around? She went through the small crowd, carefully watching each and everyone. No, that one was taken; that one was too awkward in her body to be enjoyable; that one was too cocky... With a sigh, Lou returned to her most loyal companion: the bottle of A. Le Coq.

[Zina Petri]

IF YOU WANT IT WE'LL GIVE YOU DANGER

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Walking toward Lou, Zina gave a smile. "That was one hell of a wicked performance!" she exclaimed to her slowly giving Lou her hand. She winked at Lou and introduced herself, "I'm Zina, Zina Petri. You may know me from The Moonage Psychopaths, feel free to call me Sever as that's what my band members call me." She gave her a smile; Maybe our bands should gave a duet, quietly thought a hopeful Zina as she had always enjoyed having an opportunity for her band and other musicians to perform, compose news songs, and more with each other.

Grabbing a glass of wine, she then questioned "Want to work on a few songs together? I'm sure they'd be a hit with our powerful vocals, the killer bass, and the loud poundings on the drums." Zina moved her purple hair out of her face. She saw the small amount of people walk pass them as she quickly flipped her fair violently to put it up in a ponytail to prevent it from going in front of her soft face.
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