Tanya Annalise Louve was not a happy person this morning- her car had failed to start, and having no time to repair it herself, she had fallen to the low of lows.

Asking her brothers for a ride. "Tim, could you PLEASE move it a little? I'm already late." The blonde said impatiently, her fingers tapping out a nervous rythm on her thigh.

"Easy, girl, we'll get there, we'll get there." Tim laughed, though he did press on the gas pedal. "I'm not gonna see you for a few months, can you blame me for eeking out what time I have left?"

"You're the one who decided to go to college in a different country." She said dryly. "Hey, this is it, pull over." She ordered. She hopped out of the car quickly, reaching into the back and grabbing her backpack and shoulderbag. "Love you, see you, scram before the leeches get here. The paparazzi had been a common occurence in the lives of the band lately, but they thankfully had no idea about Tanya's older brothers- or what Tim's car looked like.

Tim just laughed. "Yeah, all right. Later, Lover."

"Hey! Band nickname only!" She yelled after him before running inside. "Last one here, great." She muttered to herself, getting into the studio and seeing Linnea, Micheal, and Sticks already there. "Hey all. Sorry I'm late, my piece of shit car broke down again. I had to get Tim to drive me up."