[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjg4LmZlNjk3Yi5SSFZ6ZEhsdWJpQkxibWxuYUhRLC4w/geovana.regular.png[/img] [hr][sub]Heading to Marcus' apartment. Interacting with: Marcus. [@Zaxter996][/sub][hr][/center] After getting ready to go, Dustynn realized she probably wasn't in the right state of mind to drive. She had been drinking and smoking like a chimney most of the morning. Oh well, it would be a risk but in her current state of mind it would just have to suffice. On the way over, she blasted some tunes, singing along to the music and patting her fingers along on the steering wheel to the music. Getting back closer into to town from her outer Southside home, she dialed up Marcus and put him on speaker phone so she could focus on driving as well as she could. [color=fe697b][b]"Hey, sorry if you can't hear over my shitty heater, where about is your place?"[/b][/color] Marcus had just stepped out of the shower, drying himself off quickly before wrapping a towel around his waist. He picked up his phone, answering it as he left the bathroom and walked into his room. [color=9e0b0f]"Hey! Oh, right, I was supposed to text you my address! Sorry, i'll do that now!"[/color] He sat down on his bed and put the call on speaker phone, before texting his address to Dusty. "There ya go! I'm on the fourth floor of the building, but if you have trouble finding it, just let me know and i'll come out and get ya." She felt the vibrate of her phone in her hand, [color=fe697b][b]"Perfect. See you soon."[/b][/color] she ended the call and opened up the directions into her Google Maps. It led her there within twenty minutes, and she found the closest public parking space she could manage. She didn't want to walk very long in this cold weather. It wasn't as bad as that huge storm, but it still was enough to send a shiver up your spine. She pulled her leather jacket closer, wishing she would splurge for something a heavier. Bounding up the steps, she pressed the buzz in button. [color=fe697b][b]"Maaaarcus!"[/b][/color] she called into it, hoping she had pressed the right one. As the call ended, Marcus took the opportunity to get dressed, going with the usual. A pair of black skinny jeans and an A Day to Remember T-Shirt. He was brushing his still slightly damp hair as he heard the buzzer go off, chucking his hair brush on to his bed as he rushed out to the living room and buzzed her in. [color=9e0b0f]"Hey! Come on up!"[/color] He called through the intercom. He was still as expected feeling pretty down from the news, but having a friend to hang out with had already started to lift his spirits. Getting let in, Dustynn started her journey up the staircase to the fourth floor. There was an available elevator, but she felt that she needed to take the stairs to try to burn off some of the alcohol she had consumed, that was how it worked right? Reaching the apartment door, she took a moment to catch her breath. Dustynn's lungs burning, her years and years of smoking taking it's toll on her prematurely. She promised herself that by next year she would cut down by half, and yet- here she was. Knocking on the door, she waited for Marcus to open. The door swung open before she was even finished knocking, as Marcus hadn't moved since buzzing her in to the building. [color=9e0b0f]"Hey you."[/color] He said with a soft smile, reaching her arms out, offering her a hug. [color=9e0b0f]"How ya feelin'?"[/color] He asked, before she asked it first. Going in for the hug, she held it just slightly longer than usual. She needed that hug more than he knew. [color=fe697b][b]"Hey, I was going to ask that!"[/b][/color] she laughed, as she pulled away from the hug, coming into his apartment. She had never been there before, but it smelled nice, and that was always a positive thing. Taking off her boots, she left them by the door as she walked into his place. [color=fe697b][b]"I am doing okay, but wish I was better."[/b][/color] she admitted, [color=fe697b][b]"I put a lot of work into that bar, a lot of my time and effort went into that bar and now it's gone."[/b][/color] she crossed her arms across her chest, as she looked at Marcus who looked equally upset about what had happened. The long, comforting hug was exactly what Marcus needed as well, happy for it to last as long as Dustynn wanted it to. He stepped back as the hug ended, letting her into the apartment and closing the door behind them. The apartment wasn't huge, but it was big enough. He had couch in the middle of the living room, facing a tv, with a coffee table sitting between them. In the corner was obviously his creative station, with his amp and guitars set up next to a desk with his computer on it, and a bunch of writing and recording equipment. The small kitchenette attached to the living room wasn't fancy but it was all one really needed. [color=9e0b0f]"Yeah I know what you mean..."[/color] He replied softly, nodding a few times as he walked over to the fridge. [color=9e0b0f]"I'd only been there for a few weeks, but I loved the place too. And could definitely see how much effort you put into it. You were second only to Leo, when it came to dedication."[/color] He gave her a sad, but reassuring smile, before opening the fridge, and pulling out two beers. [color=9e0b0f]"Beer?"[/color] He offered as he walked back over to her and held one of the bottle out towards her. She debated accepting his offer, and she debated telling him how she had drove intoxicated as it was. She decided that she would only say yes for the first one. [color=fe697b][b]"Yes please!"[/b][/color] she cooed, taking the beer and going over to the couch to sit on. She looked around his apartment taking it in, though it wasn't much to some it was impressive to her by a land slide. [color=fe697b][b]"So what else is up babe?"[/b][/color] she said taking a swig of her drink, she pulled her legs up and underneath her to get comfortable. Removing her leather jacket to reveal a black off shouldered cut sweater. He gave her a soft smile, opening his beer as he followed her over to the couch, sitting on the other side of it. He sat half facing her, taking a long sip of his beer before letting out a soft bout of nervous laughter. [color=9e0b0f]"Heh, well..."[/color] He muttered, pausing and letting out a soft sigh, staring at the floor before continuing. [color=9e0b0f]"I... Umm... Ya know Ethan Aster? The singer of The Sirens? Well... Umm..."[/color] He paused again, looking up at her with an uneasy smile, wanting to gauge her reaction to his next words. [color=9e0b0f]"He kinda... Asked me to join the band, this morning..."[/color]