OOC :l<a class="postlink-local" href="https://creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;t=43903&amp;p=239388#p239388">viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;t=43903&amp;p=239388#p239388</a>l<br/><br/><br/>The Rodeo Boys had just finished their third encore and yet the crowd was crying out for David. David was exhausted not only physically but mentally and emotionally. He and his mother had another fight just before the concert. She wanted another new vehicle- a bus this time! And all of the band can fit inside. Not his idea of relaxation at all. He said no. And he meant no. His mother reminded him once again that she was still a guardian of him and that they WILL look at them tomorrow. He simply turned away and went to his dressing room.<br/><br/>With the concert over and the planned encores, David was ready to call it a night. But not Bill, Andy and Mitch. They loved the lime life and being the center of attention.<br/><br/>"Come on David! Can't you hear them calling you? They want more of you." Mitch who was the eldest of the group called out to David who was packing up his guitar.<br/><br/>"Nope I am done for the night. Just go out there with out me if you want." David spoke softly as he headed to the dressing room.<br/><br/>"Party pooper!" Mitch laughed as the other 3 went out to play another song or two.<br/><br/>David opened the door of his dressing room to see all of the flowers and other gifts lined up on the couch and vanity table.<br/>He sighed wearily. He would leave the flowers for his mother to take care of. A quick change and he left the back way. As he left, he could hear the crowd calling his name......<br/>David tossed his stuff into his old truck and headed home and his bed. After driving for several hours, David turned into his family drive. It was a huge house just for two people. It was his mother's idea.... again.<br/><br/>Early the next morning, Sean was awaken by his mother yelling in his face.<br/><br/>"How could you leave your fans like that! They were calling for you! Not Mitch, not Bill, not Andy! You Sean David Trumble Sebastian. What do you have to say for yourself? AND I told you that we were going to shop for a bus so that all of the band can ride together as a family. You should have stayed in Dallas and not used up all of that gas and time driving back here. Now get out of that bed you lazy bum.. I am going to take you to Dallas. Mitch will drive his van." Meredith yelled. She stormed out of the room.<br/><br/>Sean rolled over and got up. He simply locked the door and placed his new door jam alarm system under the door knob. He went back to bed and covered up his head. He knew that he would not be left alone.<br/><br/>Mitch stomped up the stairs and then pounded on Sean's door.<br/><br/>"Boy! Are you dressed yet? I ain't waiting forever. And I want to have a serious talk with you later. It concerns your mother and I. Now get out here before I come in........... Hey did you hear me?! ...... Sean David Trumble Sebastian! Get your butt out here!" Mitch threaten.<br/>"You asked for it, boy."<br/><br/>A loud thumped against the door and Mitch screamed out in pure agony for the door was reinforced steel door with the steel being a full 2 inches which Sean had put in without his mother knowing about it. After a few minutes of swearing and promising revenge, Mitch left. Silence reigned..........