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twenty | drummer | band two
Riley continued scrolling away at her phone, her claw-like acrylic nails tapping on the screen, while the maps directed her to the nearby Starbucks. She glanced up, watching a girl stand and look around before grabbing her phone. The blue hair gave away her identity but the new cut had thrown Riley off for a second. The girl was from the other band and she looked like she had never done this before. She snorted and shook her head before continuing on her way. "Clueless," she mumbled with a smirk. 'So glad these are the dips we get to share a tour with.' Riley thought. There was no doubt they were talented, but they acted as if they were so much better. She had never really communicated with them, so she wasn't judging the people so much-she judged them together as a band.
The walk only took about twelve minutes for her to find the small stand alone Starbucks. She kept her sunglasses on even when she walked inside, approaching the counter. "Uh yeah- could I please have a venti iced americano with an extra shot? Then a grande earl gray tea and two iced caramel lattes please." She gave the barista a small smile, handing her a card, then stepped to the side to wait for the drinks to be called out. Riley bobbed her head to her music and hummed, scrolling through her responses from her earlier tweet and favoriting a few of them.
The walk only took about twelve minutes for her to find the small stand alone Starbucks. She kept her sunglasses on even when she walked inside, approaching the counter. "Uh yeah- could I please have a venti iced americano with an extra shot? Then a grande earl gray tea and two iced caramel lattes please." She gave the barista a small smile, handing her a card, then stepped to the side to wait for the drinks to be called out. Riley bobbed her head to her music and hummed, scrolling through her responses from her earlier tweet and favoriting a few of them.


