#mothmuses

A long sigh parts his lips as his hands run through his hair out of frustration. normally inspiration would hit and the compositions he wished to produced flowed naturally, but this time it felt as if there was some sort of block halting what normally flowed quite naturally to him. moping around his room trying to force any kind of creativity wasn't going to do him any good so aphelios, reluctant as he is, gets up from his desk and emerges into the shared common area in search of water and perhaps something to eat. he wasn't a fan of being stuck like this, but there wasn't anything solitude would do. mayhap being in a more open area where his fellow bandmates also utilized and liked to gather could bring him some sort of ideas. maybe with some luck he'd stumble upon one of them. maybe some sort of weird band bond osmosis mumbo jumbo could bestow upon him some sort of spark. it was his only hope right now.

Gods, what a tiring day. At least her day would soon be over. A few more hours and she could pack up her things and get ready for her other job. While she was concentrating on calculating the month's debts, leaning against the counter, her other coworkers began to get agitated. Some angry, others making an incredible amount of noise. Who the hell had just walked in? The president?

              “I told you, grab your gear and meet me in the car” Dean made an effort to avoid absolute commands if he could. At least.... he could give Emma the illusion of choice- he looks down to hide a smile. Decides to be honest instead “I can’t have you staying with me if you don’t know about the world so c’mon, get your bag, we’re going on a road trip”