that devil on your shoulder -caro-

[zack]

Light was pouring through the thin curtains of the hotel room. It was no later then six-thirty but proving to be a good start to the day. Zack groaned and his eyelids twitched as his darkness was interrupted and he just pulled the covers over his head, turned over and got a fateful of another body. Just like that a host of memories from last night came flooding back like a slap in the face. It wouldn't be so bad if this wasn't such a familiar situation that Zack kept getting into. Who was it this time? Sitting up Zack pulled back the covers to see the girl in the bed, still snoring much like a bear but luckily they both had underwear on. Couldn't have been all that drunk then.

Putting the covers back Zack stood up and looked around for his clothes and trainers, it took a moment to find them but once he did he just left the room without so much as a goodbye to the girl in the bed. Again this had happened before, he learned that waking the other person up was not a good idea. This would all be a good lesson for her for when she did awake to a empty bed, it would teach her a lesson not to sleep with random rock stars. If she remembered even how she got there that is.

Leaving the hotel Zack was glad it was early, less people around to see him. Checking his phone he deleted a few text messages unread and just walked down the street and back to the camp ground where the tour buses were. Maybe he could get in and change before people really woke up. A coffee would be a good idea to and he glanced around the shops in the street see if anywhere was open.

[caroline deandra morelli]

Caro sighed as she sat silently in an arm chair in her room. Every stop, the boys of American Tragedy payed to put her up in a hotel room. Why wouldn't they? They needed her. However, it was foolish of one to think Caro would just sit alone in her room. She smirked as she folded her hands in front of her and stared at the wall. The room was dark but against that wall, one could easily see a man tied with ropes. She felt her smirk grow into a grin as she stood and crossed to him. She traced her hands over all the cuts and scars he'd received from the night before and she laughed as she grabbed him by his shaggy hair and tossed him out, naked. She threw his clothes after him and slammed her door shut. Yes he had been fun and she rather actually liked him. It was just natural for Caroline to treat men that way.

She then proceeded to prepare herself for the day and whatever she may do. Her brain wasn't quite wired like a normal woman so who knew what the fire headed girl would find to do today. When she was ready, Caro threw open the door and left, slamming it behind her.

As she walked down the street she noticed a familar figure and a deviously wicked smirk hit her lips. She casually strode up beside the man and grinned. "Zack." she said simply, her icy tone leaving mouth with an intent to anger the man before her. She couldn't help it. Yes Zack was an important figure in her life but she'd never admit that to anyone, not even herself. She simply lived for this game they played.

outfit

[zack]

Zack managed to find a Starbucks and grab a coffee, even more amazing he found money to pay for it. Currently money was hard to come by, any he got went on things for the tour which luckily was mostly paid for by the contractors. He still had very little to spend on things he wanted, even a simple coffee. If he was lucky then he got a free drink from a fan who happened to be working at the counter, not today though. Sipping from the cup Zack felt the warmth down his body, coffee tasted so good but it really didn't agree with him. Always he got the most thumping headache after, now he had weigh up the advantages and decided the buzz was worth it and he take some pain pills after to combat any coming down headache. Zack was on various meds for things, mostly stress and painkillers which didn't seem to really work but took anyway. He half blamed that on the fact he often took them with coffee or beer rather then the recommended water.

Reaching into his pocket Zack pulled out a silver tray, pushed out a pill and swallowed it with a gulp of coffee, then shoved the tray into his jeans again. He could feel the tension building already, or maybe it was just the effects of lack of sleep and whatever it was he took or did to end up in bed with a random girl showing. `’Fuck..” Rubbing his forehead Zack grumbled to himself as he began to hear voices, or a voice then look to his side. It was Caro, looking her over Zack was surprised by her outfit, well, that was a lie as it was nothing new. Maybe he was just surprised to see her out so early dressed like that when normally it was just in the evenings she got all dominatrix.

"Great.." Zack said with a exasperated sigh, clearing not in the mood to be pissed around with but also knowing that she would only be speaking to him with that intention. “What do you want Caro...” Sipping more coffee he knew that it was probably best to keep quiet, any thing set Caro off. She was crazy bitch more then most women.