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Post by SONNY DANTE FALCONE, on Jun 21, 2011 10:48:33 GMT -5
""Yeah, just a small room. Sonny Falcone. Indeterminate. Thanks, bye."" [/color] Sonny didn't know what he had originally expected to come of the shooting. He had been in denial about it so long that he didn't expect any of it to catch up with him. It caught up with Roxie and Alex and he was going to the the lucky one. But everyone knows that karma works like a boomerang with a mean backhand. When the cops showed up at the Go No Stop bus to haul him away, Sonny's whole world crashed down around him. The reason being, Sonny was a pussy. Plain and simple. He could run his mouth like an olympic hurdler, but when it came to walking the walk, he was pro at running in the opposite direction. At first, Sonny was his same old self in jail, giving lip to every bad boy he could come across. Yet after a few nights of beatings worse than Brodee ever could have handed him, Sonny found it best to just keep his mouth shut, his head down, and his tail between his legs. By the time the charges were dropped and he got out of the slammer, Sonny was a broken man. He went back to the hotel in Bar Harbor and got a room for himself, not greeting anyone. For all he knew, Aubree was still in England, Roxie couldn't stand to be around him and everyone else wanted him dead. So who was he going to talk to? Leaving the hotel door cracked he flopped on his bed and put his cocaine in the bedside table's drawer. He just didn't feel like getting high for the first time in his life. Detox had been no friend to him in jail. So now what was he supposed to do with his life? He wasn't sure if he could go back to being a jackass mouthpiece, but then again he hadn't really been in the thick of the tour for awhile. His bandmates were probably even more pissed at him now for fucking up their performance schedule, and he sort of wondered if they'd just replaced him. He was torn between hating the world for what it had done to him and feeling sorry for himself. The bipolar emotions were sending him for a loop. Where was Aubree when he needed her?[/blockquote][/size] Tag?!: open
Words?!: 495
Inspiration?!: Party Rock Anthem (Arion Remix)
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Lyrics?!: Self Inflicted ~ Katy Perry
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Post by LILY MICHELLE HANER, on Aug 2, 2011 14:25:09 GMT -5
Lily walked in through the entrance to the hotel not sure if she should really be here but what could it hurt. Walking over to the front desk all she could think about was what she was going to say to this boy. She's never met him in her life only seen glimpses of him while they were on tour. But people are persistant when they want something done. She remembers the weird guy who came up to her after her set. He was extremely tall and skinny with long shaggy hair but he didn't even supply a name. He just stated "you need to go see him to make sure he's ok." It was probably one of the most weird encounters she's ever had.
As soon as she got to the counter she said a little prayer when she saw the clerk was a male. This would make being able to get his room number that much easier. Leaning over the counter so her breasts were in full view she smiled and asked, "Can i have Sonny Falcones room number pretty please?" Though he looked resistant at first he finally caved. "It's room 219" he replied smiling at her. Now comes the hard part she thought to herself. As she slowly walked away from the desk she smiled at him and said, "thanks sweetheart."
Walking into the elevator she was terrified. One, she hated elevators and two, she had no idea what to say. She didn't know the whole story about him just that he was in jail. She didn't know why he was in jail either. Though she knew she could take care of herself so that was the one part she wasn't worried about. As soon as the elevator doors opened to the second floor she walked out and just stood in front of it. Should i pretend like i don't know him and am knockin on the wrong door or should i act like i know him she thought to herself. yupp i'm going with option two She walked up to the door that had 219 written on it and noticed the door was cracked open. Curious she pushed it open farther and called out to him. "Sonny?" she said.
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Post by SONNY DANTE FALCONE, on Aug 30, 2011 21:37:27 GMT -5
Rolling over, Sonny stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath. The light was filtering through his shades, yet he felt like falling asleep. There wasn't really anything else to do to pass the time, but he didn't even know what he was waiting for. The footsteps that occasionally passed by his door didn't phase him- they were never for him. However, when the padding sound of feet stopped outside his room, Sonny's ears perked up. Only moments later, the quiet creak of the door met his ears.
""Sonny?"" [/color] a small voice called. Who the hell would be coming here to see him? It wasn't Aubree, though the flash of platinum blonde hair was all too familiar. Lifting his head lazily, Sonny did all he could to muster an interested expression. Being without cocaine had made him lethargic and sluggish, otherwise he would have already shot off the bed by now. "Who is it?"[/color] he stated more than asked. Much to his own surprise, his body sat up and he peered at the doorway, surveying the small girl silhouetted there. If he didn't know better, he would have said that it was Aubree. Was this withdrawal really getting the best of him? Now he was paying more attention. "Who are you?"[/color] [/blockquote][/size] Tag?!: Lily
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Inspiration?!: If It Means A Lot To You by A Day To Remember/b]
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Lyrics?!: Self Inflicted ~ Katy Perry
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Post by LILY MICHELLE HANER, on Sept 15, 2011 13:19:20 GMT -5
Looking around the room, Lily found it suprisingly cleaner than what she thought it would look like considering it is a male who has been occupying the room. Before she moved a little farther into the room she closed the door behind her. Looking up at him she said, "My names Lily." She was still a little worried about what she was going to say to him considering she didn't really come here with a plan just with the knowledge that he needed to be checked up on. Biting her bottom lip she thought about what she was going to say that wouldn't make her sound stalkerish because thats the last thing she wanted.
"I was told to come check on you and to make sure you were ok," Lily started saying then paused to look at him to make sure he heard her. Since he did look like he was coming down off of something which wasn't unusual for the guys on tour. Well it wasn't unusual for anyone that was on tour. They were either always drinking or shooting up. "Some stranger danger guy came up to me after my set and told me to come here to see you." She finished with a shrug.
Though Lily did wonder what he did to put himself in this position. Sure she's been to jail before but it was for stupid shit like bar fights but it was for nothing major. Looking over to her left she saw a chair and let herself fall down into it. In all honesty it was not the most comfterable chair but it would do. Lily didn't know what to do with herself. She was in an awkward position since she didn't know him and she just barged into his hotel room.
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