Oh god, me and my friend planned out this big totally AU, AU a while ago, so I'm just going to repost it with some editing.


I'm 22 and i work in the music industry designing costumes for the music videos, also a stylist when video-making season is slow. I'm currently designing these weird-ass costumes for this band (The bass player has a "vision" and was very specific with the design) its kind of weird, but w/e its my job. I end up meeting with this bassist because there's only so much detail you can go into when the info is second-hand. The guy (whose name i find out is Pete) is actually a pretty decent guy even if he is a bit of an asshole. but hey, I'm a bitch! we get along fine. We become good friends after a while i forget he's even in a band, we make lame jokes together and all is good, but alas. he has to go on tour soon and so band practise commences. I'm on a leave from my latest employment, i won't go into too many details... but lets just say...i spazzed out on a client who was just. a. bitch.
And there were scissors involved.

So anywho i end up tagging along to the band practise, of course I'd heard tell of the bandmates from Pete but this was the first time I'd met them. I end up talking to the lead singer (Patrick? i think his name was) during a break about drumming. turns out he used to be a drummer and i of course played in a few bands during my years before work became too demanding. He ended up inviting me to a show, i accepted and we hit it off. Patrick ended up coming back to my warehouse loft for coffee. But sadly i was not a complete skank so he left around midnight with my number and a death threat if he didn't call me. But we totally made out.


Oh my god. my life. so sad. D: