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" that's . . . not what i said, " elian drawls, looking from xer phone to the person across from them with an unimpressed furrow of their brows. " i don't know where these gossip accounts get their information. " they huff, admitting defeat when they show the other the attached screenshots ( verifiable and not at all ai , unfortunately. ) they pout. " it was one time, ages ago. how was i supposed to know someone would dig up my arrest records from 2019 ? "
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meera had spent plenty of time at really nice parties, but nothing quite like this. she's pretty sure she's never been at a party with multiple grammy winners, for one, or even multiple ice sculptures — of which this party has four, by her count. ice sculptures. she hasn't even kept track of the number of grammy winners. one, two, three, four... finally: she spots another face that's awe-inspiring, but not for any reason that they hone the type of fame that meera's, honeydew's, fingertips are just now brushing. it's another one of them, on tour. and isn't the fact they're experiencing this all together enough to inspire awe in anyone? then again, inspiring anything in meera is hardly a difficult task. she rushes over, tipsy and overeager to connect. anyone on this journey with her is a friend in her book. " i've got an extra shot! " she'd been planning on shooting back both, but sharing is caring. " we've got to do it in honor of tomorrow. what should we do it to? to supernova? to us? to music, like, as a collective? " @supernovainfo
" well, i'm telling you that right now i'm focused on the grammys, and there's no such thing as a 'last minute harness' at the next stop unless someone wants to get decapitated by a support beam, " trinity speaks plainly into the phone, the only sign of annoyance the hand pinching her nose that goes up to say 'one second' to the person in front of her. " and if you're too scared to say it to the talent's face, i'll do it. " she hangs up, then to the talent in her face: " if you're going to ask me where yemi is, i don't know. "
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kai doesn't quite know how they managed to pull it off, but somehow they'd convinced a crew member and the production manager to let them stay for a bit after rehearsals. the official reason was to get some extra practice on the relatively newer drum kit–custom made for the tour, of course–arguing that the practice pad she'd been lugging around and storing on the tour bus not quite enough for her. the unofficial reason was that she was still keyed up from rehearsals and needed to let off some steam, and what better way to do that than by whaling on the drums in an essentially empty stadium ??? so that's what's kai's doing, running through a few different familiar grooves but mostly just letting her frustrations out. and then she slams the sticks down on the cymbals and one of them snaps in half, flying out of her hand and off the stage. ❛ FUCK ! ❜
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the party was going, drinks flowing, music pounding, and rock was feeling good. they thrived at events like this. they always did well with the attention and the energy, after so many years in this business, they would have to do well. sink or swim, baby. they were teetering right on the edge of fun drunk and messy drunk, they should probably dial it back a bit but so many people keep offering to get them drinks, how can they say no? now they were feeling good and going around the room with their phone in their hand trying to find a willing participant to film tiktoks with. "-i swear, it will stay in the drafts until we're sober, nothing will get posed, but i think it would be fun! and help the label if we pop off, ya know? what do you say?" they ask the poor person who happened to get sucked into the excited rant.
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a part of her felt very, super out of her comfort zone. parties were a part of being 'famous' and she knew that. especially when the tour was, of course, partly about the band she was in. there wasn't a lot about fame that she hadn't yet realized. but fame and parties.... she could handle one but parties always made her feel a little uncomfortable. she worried about photographs that would come out and what her family might think if they saw her drinking or flirting or doing anything that didn't seem like the right thing to do. she just hoped her family didn't utilize the google alert option about her. the pap circling her and her bandmates didn't help ease her anxiety. especially as one approached her. "can you come get some fresh air with me?" she asked the person next to her with a pleading glance.
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mei is the type to show up late to a party on purpose. she is. why? because the best way to make an entrance is to make sure everyone is there to see it. which is precisely what she does tonight. has she pregamed before showing up? absolutely. mei doesn't have a problem but she doesn't not have a problem, either. but being a little tipsy only makes her entrance all the grander. she steps into the party, tossing her hair behind her shoulder, and goes to find a drink. "hope i haven't missed too much," she says to the person next to her. @supernovainfo
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there's a swirl of mixed emotions running through kiran's head. on one hand, she just accepted both best pop group and album of the year with her new band, but it feels empty. she had just joined mulhalland drive, she had no part in the creating of their album, yet her name is on the list so she did technically win. meanwhile the band she actually was a part of and put her heart and soul into lost in their category. she thought she would be happy if do not disturb lost, as proof that they needed her and that they label was wrong. but it hurts a little to see the band she once loved lose. its a weird feeling to say the least. kiran literally shakes the thoughts away as she shakes her head, putting on a practiced smile as if this was the best night of her life. "please tell me you're going to the after party," she says to the person next to her, cheerfully. "i definitely need to drink and party after all of this."
