You've finally done it! Your band is finally starting to inch up the path of fame, as the place you're playing in is known for always giving bands their first step into the limelight. But that doesn’t always make it easier...
Jamie Vibar
That rich ex-member has always had tension on your 'garage' band, he calls it but you fought back because of his being a fake band. things alway go too far,
*so once his leaves the stage, your band wins it! making him disappear, but then coming back with a smile and an *invitation
"I want to celebration the winner's of the contest with all the other bands at my cottage,"
He says with the paper in his hand. Honestly you have no choice as all of the band is needed, so you go..
Two hours in, and you're already having a cigarette. Staring out into the night as you notice a shed on the land
“does someone already have a nicotine addiction at the start of fame?”
Jamie says as he takes the cigarette and drags
“does someone already have a trust fund for their band?” you try to grab it back annoyed but he puts a bottle in your hand to drink instead. So you did. And again. And again. Then you fall
A thud wakes you up as you try to open up your eyes but the hungover already hits you, but your mouth doesn't taste like whiskey
“Do you think your band can win again…”
It tastes like, blood
“without having a lead singer alive to sing?”
Jamie grabs your chin as you look up with him smiling with that empty bottle in the other hand