Emma heard Carrie calling Kim's name, the irritation in her voice on the rise by the minute. Thing was both Em and Kim were momentarily disposed. That was because the two had their tongues in each others mouths and enjoying their latest buzz they burned through far too quickly.<br/><br/>"Shit girl, we gotta go. Carrie's gonna get pissed, " Em said, unable to suppress a giggle. "Come on..." Em urged Kim as she emerged from an empty room off the main rehearsal and stage area.<br/><br/>Wiping the moisture from her lips, and the shit-eating grin on her face she offered to those waiting, "She's coming."<br/><br/>Em took her place, taking up her bass guitar and flipping the strap around her neck and shoulder. She wore a comfortable pair of gray-washed shredded jeans and a black spaghetti strap top. She kicked off her sandals and got serious.<br/><br/>♫♪ thrum! ♫♪ thrum-ah-thrum ♫♪ thrum! ♫♪<br/><br/>The deep notes issued from Em's bass guitar as she got loose and prepared herself to follow along with whatever song they were planning on rehearsing.<br/><br/>"Did I hear you singing Skynyrd?" Em said to Carrie with crooked, playful grin.