It had only taking a little bit of arrangement in Addison’s schedule to get the afternoon off.  She would have to come in and start early then pull evening shifts as well but the band was worth it.  If her schedule couldn’t be worked out that way every day for practice she would just have to find another job.<br/><br/>Addison checked her phone one more time noticing again that the address wasn’t too far from her home.  She hated having her kit somewhere besides her own place but well her place wasn’t a good place for practicing and she wasn’t the one starting the band either.  It was packed with care in the back of an old van which served its purpose even if it looked as if it had seen better days, especially with the chipping blue paint.  A few minutes’ drive had her pulling into a parking spot then quickly going to knock on Desmond’s door.<br/><br/>