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How did we end up here??

One day at a time

I woke up the next morning and realized I was sleeping in Ryan's bed. I rolled over trying to find my phone and hit Ryan in the face. I laughed super hard as he jolted up and glared at me.

"What fucking time is it??" He said in a raspy voice. I grabbed my phone after finally locating it and saw it was only 8 am. I have an internal alarm okay it's not my fault.

"8 am. I have to go home and get ready for work, so just go back to bed and I'll come over after work." He barely mumbled a word before passing out again. I laughed and got up. I slept in my entire outfit I was wearing yesterday. Figures, I dont ever really change when I pass out at Ryans. I just didn't ever feel like it.

I got in my car and drove home in less than 5 minutes. Thankfully, Ryan lived right around the corner from me. It was always super convenient because it basically meant I could always get to his house easily.

I walked inside to see my dad sitting in his usual recliner drinking his morning cup of coffee and watching the news. His everyday routine. I smiled and walked right past him into my room. He never really cared about what I did at night. He always knew I was either with the guys or at one of their houses. It's not like I ever lied to my parents about my whereabouts. I always answered their calls or texts if I could to let them know I was okay. I tried to be a good kid.

I got my work clothes out of my dresser and hopped into the shower. Singing but trying to be quiet enough not to wake my mom since she got home late from working. I got out and brushed my hair and blow dyred it. I brushed my teeth and contemplated putting makeup on but ultimately decided it wasn't worth it. I put my hair up into a pony tail because it was a requirement and left for work by 8:45.

Being a barista has it's ups and downs. For example: Up, free coffee. Down, super grumpy people who haven't their morning latte. I loved it though. I got the hours I deserved and I made enough money to pay my car insurance and phone bill. I finally bought myself a car after getting this job and it made me the happiest person alive.

I was basically completely independent from my parents. I only lived there so I didn't have to worry about paying rent somewhere else. It was just easier that way.


My shift was about to end so I started doing my side work when one of co workers came up to me. He always asked me about the band and was super into the same music as I was.

"What's up smalls! So I was online yesterday and saw your new cd comes out in a few days.. you excited??" I laughed. Excited was an understatement. People would finally see the real me. It was an amazing feeling.

"Yeah! It's such a great feeling to know everyones going to hear something you've literally put your heart and soul into. Were all really excited actually." I laughed and started to clock out and go home.

"Well, just know I'll be buying it. And I'll be at your local shows. Look out for me."

"You got it dude." I laughed and waved goodbye to everyone as I went outside and got in my car.

The bands journey was just about to start, and I was so ready.

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