<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85270.msg3798691#msg3798691">Quote from: yuna0417 on 21-10-2010, 00:40:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kim just smiled up at Caroline, "Well, we could go to your's if ya want, I mean, I don't have much at my place , just like a bed, dresser, and TV stand..." she says with a slight flush of her cheeks.  The drummer pulled her top back on, sans the bra, which was stuffed into her bag, and slung it around her as she looked around as she came out with Caroline, "Um...wow it's like a ghost town in here." she commented as she grabbed up her sticks, set them back her stool, and looked back to Caroline, "You think I could catch a ride with you?  I rode with Em, and I don't see her stuff anywhere." she said to the leader of the group, walking around the drum-set back up to Caroline's side, playfully teasing her other girl's arm with her fingertips, "Mmm, why don't we go to my place, cause at least if you stay over, you can wear some of my stuff..." she said, smiling to the other girl.<br/><br/>And yes, her apartment was a bit barren.  Undecorated, 2 bedroom in a nice building.  There's a couch, a nice leather one with an unfinished looking wooden coffee table, and entertainment stand with flat-screen TV, the other bedroom has her old drum-set, a keyboard, Gibson Flying V, an acoustic guitar, and a violin in it's case, her bedroom has the afformentioned dresser, from IKEA it looks like, and a king-sized bed, unmade with drawers underneath.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Carry nodded. "Sure, You got a helmet? I got a spare in the top box if you don't". She grabbed her leather from the coat rack and pulled it on. "Oh... Oh crap. You and Em had a thing, didn't you? You don't suppose she saw us?" Carry pulled out her mobile and sent Em a text,<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Hey, you OK?</span>.<br/><br/>The answer came back a few seconds later, unequivocal.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Fuck off, whore!</span><br/><br/>"Well, I guess that answers that one! Oh shit... Where the hell are we going to find a new bass player?"<br/><br/>She looked around. Charley's case was still sitting on a chair. She saw the manager sitting in an office with the wardrobe girl. "Better not disturb them..." She sent another text, this time to Charley.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Em quit. No bass. Help?</span><br/><br/>"Yeah, your place would be better.. I don't think my mum would approve of me being a lesbian...!"<br/><br/>She led the way to her bike, strapping the guitar case to her back and hopped on.<br/><br/>When they arrived at Kim's place, she looked around with a shrug. "Nice. Need a room mate?" she joked, leaning the Fender carefully against the wall and stripping off her jacket.