"With Knives and Pens we made our plight! Woah oohh ohhhh! I can't go on without your love. You lost you never held on!" Ivan and I sang together as the radio blasted Ivan's iPod. Of course, listening to the We Stitch These Wounds Album. Perfect Weapon became our song. It felt like we had been together for so long. But we'd only really been together technically since last night if that counts.
"Since I'm kind of already, lets just go to the Rusty Spoon over on Rainer. How does that sound?"
"Alright, I'm down for a big plate of hashbrowns and pancakes." A good breakfast did sound good to me.
He rested his hand on my upper thigh, and stroked it with the most tender love I could sense, and gave me a big smile. I smiled and blushed harder than I had in a while. I really enjoyed being this happy. I hadn't been as happy as I had been since the last time we played a show. Which reminded me that we had a gig coming up pretty soon, but I didn't want to discuss it in this moment. I just wanted to enjoy Ivan.
"After we get done eating, would you like to go back to my place and smoke a few bowls out of my bong? I got a new bong and picked up some Blue Dream from Danny last week. But I wanted to save it for you since it's your favorite."
"I haven't smoked in so long, Ivan. Do you think I'll still be able to tolerate it? I can't be too gone. We have practice tomorrow morning. Which reminds me, do you still have a set of my clothes at your house?" Yeah, I've stayed the night at his house a few times, mainly under suicide watch.
"I'm sure you'll be fine hun, plus I'm here with you so you won't be alone like last time. And yes, I still have a set of them. Besides, I wanted you to spend the night anyways, I want you in my arms again tonight."
"You always know what to say, Ivan." I kissed his cheek as he pulled into the parking lot.
He opened my door for me and we walked towards the restaurant.

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I was practically shoving my eggs in my mouth along with my hashbrowns. I didn't realize how hungry I was until our food showed up. Then I realized I hadn't eaten anything in two days. How could I forget to eat? Maybe under all the stress I had been under at "work".
"So I got a call from Garret from Studio 7 a few nights ago, and we have a gig in two weeks. He said that the band we open for might want us to come on tour with them across the country. Do you have any idea what kind of exposure we'll get?!" I started getting excited by the fact that we have a chance to get big.
Ivan dropped his fork "Are you serious?! No way!! Did he say who?"
"No, apparently they wanted to stay confidential but I have no idea why. Maybe it's a surprise but I have no idea. We gotta let the boys know tomorrow morning so we can really get down New Years Day. And tweak it a bit to sound like us. Man, I'm so excited!"
"That's odd. Well we'll know when the night comes! I just have to work on CC's drum solo a bit and then I'm good. What about you?"
"I'm struggling a bit with hitting the notes in the last verse. Especially 'Freedom in the night' that's my struggle. But I"m sure we'll have it down by tomorrow."
Ivan gave me a big smile before stuffing his face, I giggled a bit.

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After our long day of going to the beach together and just spending the time the two of us, we went back to his house. We didn't go back to his place after the Rusty Spoon, we ended up goofing off in Seattle together and actually made it to Folk Life. It made me happy I spent that time with him.
"Alright Elena, the bowl is loaded. You get greens though." he said as he handed me the foot tall hand blown red, purple, black, and yellow dragon bong. The bowl piece was the dragon's mouth and it's tail was the shaft.
"Your too kind." With a huge grin as I took it out of his hand. I lit the greens, inhaled, lifted the bowl piece, and sucked in as much smoke as my tiny little singers lungs could hold. 3 bowls later, we were both as high as the empire state building.
"Baaaaaabbeeeee."
"Yes, Ivan? Hehe."
"Come sit on meeee right meeooowwww'. Yes, he said meow instead of now. It was so adorable.
I giggled and straddled him in the recliner he was sitting on. Instantly his hands were all over my sides and breasts. Being high made it feel so much better. Then we began kissing, and hard too. Being high made everything feel so much better. I missed being high.
He wrapped my legs around his torso, still kissing me, and carried me to his little room with a queen bed and before setting me down, pulled back the covers and set me under them as he walked into the other room to grab sweat pants for the both of us to sleep in. When he came back, he insisted that he put them on me.
He unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them off of me in a breeze and carefully stuck both of my legs into the sweat pants and pulled them up. It was so romantic and kind of him to do. He then slid into his and walked to the opposite side of the bed and crawled in and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close so that almost every inch of our torsos were touching each other.
"We are sleeping like this. End of story." He giggled.
"I'm fine with this, I'm comfortable." I hugged him tighter.
We kissed for a bit longer, and fell asleep in each other's arms. What a great day today had been with him.

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"Ashley, you sick fuck, what the hell did you do with all of my fucking tampons?! Do you want me to bleed all over the stage?!"
"Hehe I don't have a problem with it!" He said as he pranced across the house.
"Jake! Help me!"
"I got you baby doll." Jake yelled from the other side of the house as he tackled Jake down.
"Give her her damn tampons!" Jinxx yelled as he ripped the box out of Ashley's hand.
Jinxx walked into the bathroom and handed me the box and left to go wrestle with Jake and Ashley.
"You guys are too roudy, I swear."
"Hey! I want in on this too!" CC yelled as he tackled into Jinxx, causing the whole house to shake.
"My lord you guys, if you break anything in Andy's house, I'm not apart of it!"
The front door opened and Andy had returned back to the house. I knew because not only did I hear the fron door open, but I smelled the scent of genuine leather, musk, and mansweat. His scent always drove me absolutely nuts.
"Where are you, Elena?" He called out from the other end of the house.
"I'm walking into the kitchen!" I called out to him.
I heard him run in and lift me by my waist and set me on the counter. I took in every inch of his face as he did me, identifying the eye make up he chose for this morning. Boy did it drive me crazy that he wore make up.
"How are you, love?" He said as he placed his hands on my thighs.
"My voice feels better this morning. How is your hand? I still can't believe I shattered your knuckle with that bong, I feel so horrible." I said as I leaned my head on his shoulder, taking his scent in yet again. He wrapped his arms around me.
"It's fine now babe, don't worry about it. I'm on plenty of pain killers, it's stitched up, and bangaged well."
He lifted my chin and held my sight for at least 10 seconds before planting his lips against mine.

The next second I woke up from the vivid and some what lucid dream, shooting up from the bed, nearly giving Ivan a heart attack.
"Are you okay Elena?!"
"Yeah. Just had an exremely vivid dream. Let's just go back to sleep." I looked at my clock and it said seven.
"Well, I guess for an hour and a half then." I said as I crawled back into his arms.
"Just tell me about it when we wake back up, okay hun?"
"Yeah, we'll see if I remember." I lied, I knew I'd remember. But I didn't want him to know about what had just happened betweem the lead singer of a band that I had never met in person and I.

Notes

Here's a long one! Many more where this came from soon! I'm having too much fun writing this!