Laia stretched her arms out and bent her back a little as she did, a short soft relaxing sound escaping her lips. She stood straight and let her arms drop as she watched the rest of the band unpack for their show, they looked cold, and that made her chuckle a little. She was cold of course, but in a much different way. She wore simple leather pants, black boots, a leather jacket, and a white shirt. As well, black gloves. Nothing to keep the cold away, but she liked a nice breeze, and she wasn't freezing which was weird considering she grew up in a much hotter area. But she seemed to shrug it off as she continued to watch them unpack, watching as Adam headed onto stage to set up. She would follow him after grabbing some speakers and her bass, placing them towards the edge of the stage she bent over to plug her bass into the speakers. Raising her bottom probably a little too high, attempting to tease Adam. Giving a soft chuckle as she raised up and went to go get a microphone, placing it towards Adam's, he wasn't the only one who liked looking at their prey. Her singing would attract all the lustful men, she slowly and seductively licked her lips at the thought of plunging her knife into the backs of every single one of them. She stopped when she noticed what she was doing, biting her lip with her eyes damn near rolled to the back of her head and her head bent back a bit. She quickly put her face back into a neutral mode, she then looked over at Adam and smirked a bit, "Don't get frostbite," she joked as she turned and began walking to go get more equipment.

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Lyle stood outside his store smoking, looking at his window that had a "No Smoking!" sign on it. He chuckled with smoke escaping his mouth, looking forward once more. He hated Christmas, or more so had nothing to do on Christmas....He hated having nothing to do. Had no family to spend time with, well he had Laia, but she was always touring. He doubted she'd stop for the brother that left her when she was seven, that haven't seen her since. He had no friends...He had Tuck, but Tuck just wanted his ham bones. Well, looked like it would be another lonely Christmas. Maybe he could go get his own 'Ho ho ho' to give him Christmas joy, he could dress up as Santa and give her the present she always wanted. He chuckled a bit, looking around. Business was a bit slow, which made sense. No one needed anything from a Mini-Store for Christmas, most people stopped by just for gas. Lonely girls buying containers of ice cream...In the winter though? He shrugged, people and their preferences. He would stay open for a bit, just in case a few more people needed to stop by for gas. There was no shame in attempting to make a few more bucks, besides, he was the only one who worked there and he owned the damn thing. He could open and close as he pleased, and he had nothing to do afterwards so he [I]would[/I] stay for a few more minutes. He continued smoking as Tuck just trotted around him.