<div class="floatleft">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luvorlVzf61r6gloio1_500.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Megan Cohen<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bailey's Place<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Krystal<br/></div><br/><br/>Megan raised a slender eye brow as the young girl offered her a pair of drum sticks. She liked the band 'Escape the Fate' and wondered just how Krystal got them. "Thanks..." Megan said, her voice soft. Meg was often hard to read. She took a sip of her beer and then offered it to Krystal. She was getting tired of waiting for their lead guitarist, and knew that they would probably be replacing her soon.<br/><br/>She ran a hand through her long black hair, letting the tresses slide over part of her face. The black sunglasses hid her eyes from view, which was good because she was scanning them room. She had only joined the band out of boredom, thinking she would use this as a plat form to start her own career, but now she saw it as the band she wanted to be in. They were good, she knew it, and they just needed a break to make it big.<br/><br/>Megan took a drag of her cigarette. She held it between her pinky finger and ring finger. "So, what do we do now?" She asked plainly.