Mira day 2 - 2

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Pic credit to Pdkjim. Story credit to Pdkjim and Sofia Ayashi.

 

Finally we arrived at this dive bar, Kaden's? huh. Looking around I got to admit for a shit hole they did an OK job at setting up my stage, And they got my name in bright lights too, fantastic! I'm almost impressed. So I make my way through the bar because apparently they don't have a back stage, shocker! My feet are sticking to the floor, oh god what am I doing here?!?! I do eventually make it to the stage, and one of my security helps me to climb up. I take a minute to look round the club from up here. Oh god, that geek is here, "Thomas The Stalker" as my security likes to call him, More like, some pencil pushing creeper if you ask me, even that is being polite. This guy is at ALL my concerts. But I guess it's fine, it's people like him that keep me in business after all.

 

I see they provided some staff for the event, some pale bar girl whose probably one of my biggest fans, and security by the looks of it. The place is starting to fill up now, low life's with no lives. God I really do hate this place! I suppose I best sing some of my hits just to get these people to go out and buy my album, think I'll open up with "Heart Of The Party" followed by "Drinks at Midnight" then some "Man Eater"....they won't know what hit them.

 

Stepping up to the microphone at the front of the stage, I start my introducing myself and telling them I hope they enjoy the show. Though I don't really care if they do or not, I'm still getting paid either way. I signal to the band that I'm ready and quickly hear them starting up the music. Waiting for my cue before I start to sing, I hate how I have to start out loud so I can be heard over their excited screams. Don't they know that hurts my throat.

 

Now I'm 5 songs in, already getting tired and just want to be out of here. The crowd is still going crazy, people singing and dancing all over the place. But one guy catches my attention. He looks like he is covered in blood, a bum by the looks of it, how can they let someone like that into one of MY gigs. Ok now I'm more than mad. I'm about to drop this microphone when I notice he has his arms reached out and is heading right for some girl in a white fur coat. What is he doing? Looks like he's going to hurt her. But before I could even think my next thought, this girl has a bottle in her hand. Oh my god! She just hit him, around the face! Good for her! But this guy doesn't seem to even flinch, all he does is step back a little before going at her again. What the hell is he on, or what the hell has she done to piss off someone so bad they wouldn't feel a hit like that. I have no clue, but I turn to the band and see my security standing behind them. I breath a little sigh of relief at seeing them. Looks like things are going to get messy and they will need to get me the hell out of here. At least I get this over with quicker than I could have hoped.

 

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