Boss was listening attentively to what these girls had to say. Hearing the soft spoke Neveah speak, it was as if she followed his intention through and through. Looking down to her as she closed the distance between their bodies. His mouth formed an over egotistic ego grin. He leaned in closing the distance between their eyes and the quickly his hand was upon her breast groping it with some strength, "Did you catch that?" He smiled wide and threw his head back and let out an evil laugh. He was quite thrown off when he heard Jazz's tease about the bands performance.<br/><br/>His laugh stopped and his eyes quickly sought the beautiful face of the groupie beside him. "Just okay?" Boss slipped from between the two girls, and fell to his knees. Doing his best to shift on them he placed himself in front of Jazz, and let one of his hands gently caress the leg of groupie. Softly he spoke, "Well maybe I will just have to show you how my playing is better than okay. A little later perhaps?" He winked to Jazz, and then looked to Neveah and blew her kiss. Jumping up to his feet with just sheer for from his knee, Boss spun around and looked to Maggie.<br/><br/>His look a bit of a crazed look, but that was normal when ever he approached Maggie. He liked to have fun with her, though their relationship how ever sporadic it usually revolved around when he needed drugs. Marijunna, Blow, OCs(Oxy Cottons for those who don't know.), what ever she could get her hands on to appease him or any other band member. He slowly approached Maggie who wasn't in the same spot as earlier. "Hey what are you doing over there?" Boss jumped from the balls of his feet, and made a power landing in front of Maggie.<br/><br/>At first he stared at her wondering if she could read his thoughts, as she could on several occasions, but knowing Maggie she was probably feeling awkward with closeness which was maybe three or four inches apart. Putting his hand on a small bar above their heads he lifted on to his toes, and began to swing closer, and further from Maggie. The crazed look in his eyes, had become calm, warming, and inviting. Though he really wasn't inviting Maggie to do anything yet. His last swing inwards he held himself in that spot as his eyes met with Maggie's. "I need drugs," he grinned and then looked to Alice smiling. She being close to Maggie hadn't changed his direct request, but then his eyes widened, and he slowly swung back and let the bar go planting his feet on the ground. He spun in a one eighty degree turn, and began to walk off. "Fuck yeah!" That being his reaction to what he just realized and to Vance being just as excited as he was about the show.<br/><br/>Giving Vance a strong fist pump he slowly walked off towards the bathroom Boss's eyes looked to the silent Aurora. His mouth opened but no words came out. His lips forming the words "Join me?" As he entered the small hall way he saw that the bathroom door was closed partially, and with his right foot he kicked it open and then he looked back to Maggie shouting, "I got it!" Stepping in to the bathroom he closed the door, but not locking it. A drug addict and former drug dealer didn't care where he was or what time it was. All it took was the look, and they had their man or woman, though it was scarce that he had found a woman drug dealer. So the off hour or so they had before the show Boss had found the man with that look, and scored his own drugs tonight. The weed smelled like it would be some bomb shit, but the blow looked like it would only half appease his addicting needs.<br/><br/>Reaching in to his pocket Boss brought out his piece for such occasions, and the bag of herb. Opening it and inhaling strongly he quivered in amazement of how good it stunk. Taking a seat on the toilet with the lid down, he shifted his body facing the sink. Pulling a large nugget of the bud out, Boss began to break it down in to pieces. He was surprised at the lack of seeds, because if this was some good shit he would be trying to grow it. Packing the weed in to the bowl Boss reached in to his pocket, and to no avail pulled out an empty hand. Reaching in to his other pocket after switching the piece to his other hand, again nothing. "Fuck!" Though he expressed it in a longer term the just the normal way of saying fuck. "Shit! Damn it! Motherfucker!," (I'm a smoker of what I won't say, and I can't tell you how much I've cursed over losing my lighter.) Though it was pointless Boss looked all around the bathroom for something he start a flame with.<br/><br/>He wasn't about to go with out his fix, not now there was no way in hell. Bending his knee he felt something weird press against it, and when he patted his knee and the world was right again. Pulling his pants leg up he caught his lighter as it fell from his pants. "Fucking hole in my pants," he let out a strong sigh, and ignited the sweet stinky weed, and took the longest drag of his life. Of course the first drag was always the longest drag. It was the best drag the one that would start it all. Getting up, and grabbing his bag of herb he sat back against the wall facing the door. Holding his breath feeling the power of his herbal remedy relieving him from his worries, and stress. The buzz going straight to his head, he pulled the piece to his lips again, and with the small flash of his lighter he began to inhale more. This was his Rockstar life style, and he was living it.