in the dark of the night --KYLEE--

[jameson andrew lane]

San Fransisco, California. A place not all that different from other big cities on the west coast. Except, it was raining. Why was it raining? Wasn't California supposed to be all fun-in-the-sun?

Despite this, Jameson still found himself wanting to be outside. Hailing from Jersey, he was used to weather kind of like this. A little water didn't faze him anymore. Especially not if it had such a nice, warm breeze along with it. Actually, it was kind of nice. It fit his personality quite well tonight. Dark, dismal, controversial and soaked to the bone. Exactly why there was a fask of rum in his pocket right now.

This tour just started, and already Jamie was ready to just give up. He didn't want to be out touring again. That's all Zero Percent ever did, it seemed. They even put out an album while playing shows. No stopping for a nice break. They were expected to do it all. At once. Oh, and smile throughout it, as well. He didn't know about the rest of the band, but this frontman really was finding it hard to handle.

He headed out of the tour bus, through the drizzle towards the city park. It wasn't far off, which was nice. Just a few blocks of walking and he found himself sitting on a swing in absolute silence. Just him, the rusted gym equipment and the warm rain. Oh, let's not forget that liquor, as well. The moment he sat, it was open and touching his lips. Slipping down his throat to comfort those lost feelings. It also kind of warmed up his body a bit. Through the rain wasn't exactly freezing, it was still nice to not be chilled at all.

The swings were a bit creaky. Kind of spooky in a way. For some reason, this brought a simple smile to Jamie's lips. It made him feel like he wasn't alone. Even thoguh he was.... Which was kind of awful, really. There were always people around him. Always, without fail. But he'd made the mistake of going off alone this time. And now he was wishing he hadn't.

Taking another large gulp from the flask, the singer pulled out his Sidekick. Number one speed dial had been Kylee for the last ten years. She was his best friend. And he knew if he called her right now, she'd drop everything and get her butt over here. He didn't even bother with a call, though. Instead, he quickly shot her a text saying 'City park. I got booze.' She'd come, she always did. That's why she was his best friend.

STATUS # FINISHED
FEATURING # KYLEE
WORD COUNT # FOUR THREE THREE
NOTES # HE'S A BIT OF AN ALCOHOLIC
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

[kylee miranda rush]

It was a pretty dull night and Kylee found herself cuddled up in the corner of her bunk on the bus. Her laptop was situated in her lap and she had three IM windows open. One was from her mom back in Jersey, one was from a friend from a different band and the final one was some fan who had found her screen name online. Kylee loved talking to her fans. They were after all what made them famous. Without them they were just another group of kids with some guitars and drum and a microphone.

She had just replied to her mother when she heard a familiar little jingle. She grinned and looked around. It was her phone and it was Jamie's ringtone. She jumped off her bed and ignored the complaints from the other guys. She had a habit of not wearing much when she lounged so right now she was only in a pair of booty shorts and a bra. She finally located her phone next to the television and read the text from him.

Jamie. Booze. Nightcrawling. She was so down. She looked out the window and laughed lightly. It was raining. She threw on an outfit quickly before pulling her i heart dinosaurs hoodie on over top and leaving. She jogged the short way to the park and grinned as she noticed Jamie. She hopped over toward him playfully.

"Hello Jamie!" she chirped with a grin. She sat on his lap and took a swig of his alcohol. Sometimes she felt like she brought the party out of Jameson. He had been sitting here in silence and now here came Kylee with her hyperactive behavior and loud greetings.

But he brought out her chill side as well. She giggled lightly before leaning back into him and falling a tad quieter. "Why are we sitting in the rain?" she asked, her voice sort of resembling how a young child would question their parent. She was twenty two years old and you would think she'd have grown up but she had managed to keep her innocent demeanor all these years.

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[jameson andrew lane]

It seemed like forever since Jamie had sent the text. He kept checking the time, over and over again. Waiting for her to respond or show up. Time was dragging on, making him quite anxious. He was actually ready to just finish the rum by himself and head back. Maybe her cell phone was off. If so, she wouldn't get this message until quite late. That would not be sufficient. Frowning, the singer opened the flask and brought it to his lips.

Just as he did, however, a woman came running up to him. Sitting in his lap. He felt the swing groan under the weight of two people and laughed. The flask was taken from his hand and brought to her lips. True to herself, Kylee was stealing away his thoughts like he had never had them. She had shown up as he had asked and brought liveliness with him. It was quite nice, actually. A little happiness settled into his being and he began to swing them back and forth. Gently, so as not to break the contraption itself. "Hey, Ky. Thanks for stealing my alcohol.

[/color]" He smiled and hugged her around the middle.

Why were they sitting in the rain? It really didn't make sense at all. He sighed and shrugged, still just holding her quietly. He took back the flask, taking a few drinks before handing it back to her. Then rested his chin upon her shoulder. "Well...because I much feel like rain right now. It's calming...sort of. Mixed with the alcohol.[/color]" Again he shrugged and just fell silent. It felt right being here with his friend. They were comforting each other's souls in ways no one else could. She bringing happiness, he bringing a little bit of quietness. They balanced each other out because that was what friends did. Or should be able to do.[/center]

STATUS # FINISHED
FEATURING # KYLEE
WORD COUNT # THREE OH EIGHT
NOTES # HE'S A BIT OF AN ALCOHOLIC
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[kylee miranda rush]

Kylee giggled as he thanked her for stealing his alcohol. She nodded happily and smiled. "You are very welcome Jamie. Anytime." she teased as she playfully tapped him on the nose. She smiled as he wrapped his arms and hugged her around her mid section. She draped her arm over his shoulder and sighed lightly. She knew this was just how they acted as friends but she couldn't help but wish he'd hold her in a more than friends type of way.

He answered her question about the rain and she shrugged. Jamie found it relaxing but naturally Ky would see the opposite and want to run around and play in it. But she was too focused on Jamie to do so. She wrapped her other arm around his shoulders and rested her head on his shoulder. She grinned as she cuddled up to him and playfully placed a kiss on his cheek.

She swiped his flask again and took another drink but gave it back this time. She wasn't stupid enough to not have grabbed more alcohol. (i was just stupid and forgot to type out her grabbing it) She reached beside her where she had set the bottle of jack and showed it to him "Lookie Jamie Bear!" she giggled lightly. She chuckled and opened it, taking a long drink from it and smiling as it burned her throat. Then she offered it to her best friend. "Want some, honey bunch?' she asked, using on of the many stupid and corny nicknames she had for him.