<strong>Aurora Draven</strong><br/><br/>Aurora continued to watch the people mingle on the bus from the back where the master bedroom sat. She took a drag of her cigarette, the cherry glowing brightly as she made her way down the hall. She had seen Maggie fall from Boss' bunk but made no announcement about it. From the look of her face she could tell Boss had fucked her and left her, just like every other girl he has ever fucked. Either way, it was none of Aurora's concern.<br/><br/>She made her way through the bunk area and slamming her fist against Boston's bunk. She slipped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As it warmed up she undressed. She was 5'7 and well toned that seemed to come naturally. Her arms were covered in tattoo sleeves and her back had a tattoo of a spinal cord over her own. By far it was the most painful one she had ever gotten. Her breasts were average sized, C up and well shaped like a tear drop. Both pink nipples were pierced with silver bars.<br/><br/>Aurora leaned up against the sink, inspecting her face. Her round bottom up in the air as she stood on her tippy toes to lean forward. She sighed, feeling the steam fill the bathroom. It was a welcoming feeling considering she was doped up on Oxys and intoxicated from Vodka. She ran a hand through her long black hair which then draped over her breasts.<br/><br/>Aurora had been distant, more so then usual. Her music drove her to keep digging inside of herself. The further she withdrew from the world, the better the songs she wrote, but it always costed her connections to people. So Aurora turned to pills and booze to supplement it. The lead guitarist wiped her eyes of the dark make up and then slipped into the hot shower. Outside she could hear the music blaring and people laughing and partying.