Hey Romeo was about to go on stage for the first performance of their big tour. Everyone was getting ready, the crowd was cheering loudly. Ace was tuning his bass, but it seemed untunable. He worked hard to get it to produce the right sounds, but nothing would work. The group was heading onstage and Ace was not ready. He followed the others because he had to and they began their opening song, the song that was most well known to the listeners. But Ace had forgot his notes, his bass was out of tune, and everyone was looking at him as he failed. Soon, a light from above came down and crashed on him...

And that was when he heard the loud thump, jumping out of his bed. The dark haired bassist was breathing heavy. It was only a dream... only a dream. A bad dream, but a dream never the less. This dream had plagued him all night, leaving the poor guy to feel restless and sore in all his body. Running his hands through his hair, he took deep breaths. The thump was probably Andy, falling off his bed or something like that. Soon, the smell of breakfast entered the air. Neal was already up, which meant Kayen was probably half asleep, sitting in a chair in the kitchen as well.

Grabbing a shirt from his gaming swivel chair, Ace threw it on. He was feeling insanely lethargic, but he figured that breakfast might wake him up, even if just a little. Pushing open his door, he made his way to the kitchen to join three other members of the band, and three of his best friends. Taking a seat next to Kayen, he leaned his head on her shoulder. "Morning guys..." His words were mumbled as he began to cough gently. 'God, please don't let me come down with a cold...
A cold was the last thing he needed, especially since his sleeping patterns was so far out of whack lately.

"So.. what's for breakfast?" He sniffed the air, smelling Kayen's favorite foods being made. It was such a sweet aroma. A slight smile landed on his lips as the intoxicating smell filled his nose. That was when it hit him that he was really hungry. His stomach growled, and his hand went to comfort the raging beast that it was. Eyes closed, he just enjoyed the scent of breakfast, mixed with the great smell of Kayen's shampoo.

“Mm, eggs sound fabulous right now,” she murmured sleepily. “Can I have mine over-easy? Or scrambled, whichever is easier.” She sighed playfully as he questioned about dumping the grease over Hoss’s head. “That’s not nice, Neal,” she warned. “You wouldn’t want anyone dumping grease on you’re head.”

“Oh, I’m fine,” she said, blushing as she kissed her forehead. He always did that, and she figured it was just to tease her. “You go back to the stove. I’m not putting out any fires today.” She yawned again and rubbed her eyes, shrugging. She glanced up as she heard the thump, but she wasn‘t overly concerned; it was probably Andy falling out of bed. She‘d go and check on him if he didn‘t come out in a minute. “You know me, Neal, I like my beauty sleep,” she said with a laugh. “Heaven knows I need it.” Andy’s entrance, and his little joke, made her laugh harder, waking her up.

“And there’s you’re proof,” she said, nudging Andy gently as he sat down. “Good morning to you too, Andy,” she said. “And in answer to your question Neal, yes, I’m very excited. The venue is super gorgeous. What about you guys?”

She patted Ace’s hair as he rested his head on her shoulder, coughing slightly. “You okay, Ace,” she asked, one eyebrow raised slightly. She pressed the back of her hand to his forehead, checking for a fever. She couldn’t tell if it was too warm or not- her hands were always nice and warm, and were terrible for determining if someone was actually sick or not. “Take some medicine after breakfast, kay? We don’t need you getting sick.” She let her hand dropped and looked over her shoulder as best she could without knocking Ace’s head off of her other shoulder. “Where’s Yumehito and Hoss,” she asked. They weren’t necessarily early birds, but they were usually up by now. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and pushed her glasses higher up her nose, sitting happily with her friends. Or most of them anyways, she was still waiting on Yumehito and Hoss to add to the morning chaos.

((A post to keep things going >.> It feels unnecessarily messy.
And I'm sorry Dmitri BB D: *uberlatereplyftw*))

Clark sighed, nuzzling Kayen's shoulder as Neal handed him his food, shortly followed by 5 big looking pills. Now, clark could take pills, but only if they were small. He hated medicine with a passion, and nothing could change that. The bassist took the meds from the singer, putting them on the side of his plate. He really didn't want to take the massive things on an empty stomach, from fear of most likely throwing up.

Also looking back as Kayen did, he voiced his own concerns for the other band mates. "Yuhi and Hoss are almost always up before me on days like this.. After I eat, I can go wake them. Knowing them, they might be sleeping in the nude." Clark chuckled, knowing that would most likely never happen. Ace always joked about the others in the group, but only when he was sick. Most of the time, he tried to live up being good enough, but when he didn't, he joked. Now, Ace wasn't always the most loved, but he liked to keep his friends loving him.

Scooting his head from Kayen's shoulder, he tested the food with his fork. "Neal, you didn't poison this, did you?" He laughed softly, falling into another coughing fit. Thankfully, he wasn't much of a singer in the band, only when they really needed someone to back up. Taking a bite, he smiled. The food was warm in his mouth, full of flavour. He loved it. Naturally, telling his roomie that would result in the man getting an even fatter head. No one needed that.