d r u n k e n lullibies

[Karma Blair]

It was a wonderful day for practicing, but it seemed that the only thing it was really good for was to get drunk. Yeah, piss ass drunk.

Karma sat beside the drum kit with a bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand. Yeah, whiskey all the way. She lifted the bottle to her lips and took a pretty good swig of it before placing it back by her side.

In her mind she was considering getting up and doing something useful with herself, but the problem was the part of getting up, let alone what the hell kind of rhythms she was going to play.

Pulling her legs up to her chest, Karma let out a sigh and looked around the room. She was going to be spending a lot of her time here for the rest of the day.

[Rose Karter]

"Heya! Anyone here?" Rose stepped into the warehouse, her bass slung over her back. "'Lo? Cain? Jack? Karma? Evie?"

[Karma Blair]

Hearing someone enter the warehouse made Karma jump. She wasn't expecting anyone to have turned up there. If they had practice she hadn't heard anything about it. Fumbling with the cap she placed it back onto the bottle and pushed the bottle towards the drum kit. "Rose, is that you?" Karma asked using the drum kit to pull herself up.

Lucky thing she wasn't hammered, just a little tipsy. "What're you doing here? We have practice or something?" Karma asked gently seating herself on the stool behind the drums.