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Post by Landon "Colton" Lahey on Sept 8, 2012 17:43:49 GMT -5
Colton was lucky when he was able to get a gig at a club. It took a lot of convincing and occasionally he even had to pay them to use their stage. But if he could get some fans, it would be worth it. Tonight was one of the rare nights he was actually getting paid to do what he loved. He also left his guitar case on stage for tips.
It was about an hour before he was scheduled to go on and he was seated at the bar, trying to calm his nerves. He twirled his glass of firewhiskey and listened to the ice clink in the glass. He glanced at the door for the thousandth time that night. He had told his sister and his friends that he would be playing tonight and was praying to merlin they would show up. He would feel a lot better if he knew someone here.
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Post by Brandon Wu on Sept 11, 2012 19:42:16 GMT -5
Brandon had done nothing but sleep since he got home five days ago from Egypt, working on an ancient tomb that was turning unsuspecting muggle explorers into flying monkeys. It had been a couple months since he'd been to Enchanted, and the invite from Colton had been perfect timing.
He walked in and went straight to the bar, finding Colton there looking anxious. "Is this a paying gig tonight or do I have to buy my own drink," he asked with a laugh, sitting next to him and ordering a drink.
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