Veronika walked with her head up, and her guitar case slung over her shoulder. Sure, she was a bit late, but then again, it was supposed to be a punk band, who cared if she was a few...okay, ten minutes late?<br/><br/>Today, Veronika wore a simple outfit, a pair of snug-fitting black skinny jeans and a white tank top, which showed off her sleeve of tattoo's in full. She had however, taken the time to do-herself up nicely. After a quick battle with a bottle of hair spray, and a few more minutes applying makeup in the side mirror of a parked van, the blond eventually sauntered her way inside of the garage, tapping on the door above.<br/><br/>"Uh.. Hello?" She called out, her voice slightly hoarse from a long night of "exploring" the new city.<br/><br/>Without waiting for an invitation, she ducked under the half-opened door, and called out again. "I'm here for the tryouts. Sorry I'm late."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>