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i. bobbi austin ii. drummer 21 tags: open/mentioning rowan wc:533
12345Sweat dripped down Bobbi's face as she drummed as hard as she could for the last song. This was good, she liked the tour. She was basically flailing her limbs at this point, she almost missed the crash cymbal once. Her arms ached, she was real tired. But she plowed through the last song, feeling the heat of the lights on her back. Her hat was slipping down her forehead but she let it. She went harder as the song finally came to a finish. The lights dimmed and the crowd went wild. A huge smile burst over her face, she's done it again. She let Rowan say any closing words if any but she walked off stage. The backstage pass fans were squealing as she walked past them, she greeted them before the show. She pulled her shorts down, they were riding up on her and her fishnets. She took a stop at the water cooler and pulled out a freezing cold water. She chugged it in a matter of seconds, threw it away and went in for another one. She took off her hat and wiped the sweat that was pooling down her face. Even though she was wearing a baggy tank top and tiny leather shorts along with ripped fishnet stockings, she was still sweating something mean. She slowly sipped her second water bottle as the rest of the band trickled in.
12345"Nice show today guys. Really blew them away." She stated, out of breath, "I'm going to head out to the bus. Catch y'all later." She brushed hair out of her eyes of off her sticky forehead as fans tried to get her signature. She stopped to give one girl with the exact haircut as her a sign on her hat.
12345 She exited the arena and their bus was waiting for them outside the back doors. The cold night air was crisp and inviting on her skin. The stars were bright tonight, the blinked in and out. She wondered if god could hear her tonight. Of course Bobbi didn't believe in any god, that was her point. She walked in and immediately went to change her clothes. She would have a shower the next morning in the pit stop. She changed into a white cami and basketball shorts. She lay down on the bus couch and sipped water. She called out to she bus driver, who was anxious to get on the road to turn the ac on. She could have easily fallen asleep but she wanted to congratulate the band once more before dozing off. The bus was decently sized. It wasn't anything too fancy, just a big bus. It had two couches, both were pullout beds, one bedroom that was often fought over and bunks beside the washroom witch conveniently had running water. They had a small kitchen that had a mini fridge and a microwave and cupboards that had microwave popcorn and instant ramen inside.
12345The next day they would be driving, through the us and they would arrive at Pierre and would forget about Bismarck. And before they would notice, they'd be in Sacramento preforming the last show of this amazing tour.
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