..::..His Thoughts..::..
I awake on a huge sofa... TWICE the size of any sofa I've ever seen! And I must admit, one of the most comfortable, too. The room is huge and I'm the only one it. I rub my eyes, scratch my abdomen and let out a good stretch, which is followed by a long yawn. I can smell my breath in the air, it smells so bad I almost gag. I try to remember anything that had happened the day before. All I remember is going to a party with a girl named Keisha, after arriving and beginning to drink; I don't remember shit. Knowing that I have a chance to admire everything, I immediately sit up on the couch. I notice a shelf with gold records, pictures of a band, and a few awards. I walk over to the shelf, and immediately see that all the gold records and awards are addressed to Electric Roses. I go to pick one of the pictures up to get a closer look, and a voice is heard, which startles me. I quickly jump around and see that it is.....::..Welcome..::..
"I see you've finally awoke, huh bud?", says the then unknown man. "Yeah.", Tracy says; trying to not sound frightened. "You don't know where you are. You don't remember shit. *Laughs* Damn boy, ya' look like someone has done skinned your wagon.", says the still unknown man. "I don't. So tell me - who are you, and where the hell am I? And how did I get here?", says Tracy; demanding answers. "Well, we met last night, at that party...", says the man, Tracy cuts the rest of his statement off. "Lil' Web's party?", says Tracy. "Yeah. Anyway. Hang on, don't interrupt me, let me finish. Anyway, when we met you had got into an argument with a girl, something about some guy. To calm you down, I shared some purple haze with you on the couch. After smoking the blunt, you decided you wanted to fight the guy. Knowing that the guy would have friends jumping in, I decided I was going to fight all his friends with you. Well that, and because I was wanting to fight.. But still, after you busted a colt 45 bottle over ol' boy's head, and me fucking a few dudes up with a leg off a coffee table, we had to leave because the cops had been killed. Me and you hopped into my Camaro and hauled ass. While in the car, we took two x-pills and decided we wanted to fuck around in the Camaro. You drove my Camaro into a tree. We then walked back to my studio, house or whatever you wanna' consider this place. Which is where your at right now.", says the man. "I.. I crashed your Camaro?", says Tracy; nervously hoping he don't have to pay for it. "Yeah, but don't sweat it. It's already being fixed. Now, what you need to do is get a shower. Get into a fresh wardrobe. Brush your teeth - by the way, I got a whole pack of new toothbrushes, and I got room full of clothes... Just get fresh. Then meet me in the vault. Don't worry, one of my butlers will now chaperon you around. Oh and the name is Flander.", Flander says as he exits the room. A butler enters right upon his exit.
The butler shows Tracy out into a very long hallway. He tells Tracy to pick any room in the hallway. "What you mean?", says Tracy. "Flander tells me you are going to be staying here while your career takes off.", says the butler. Tracy is so thrilled about the day's events that he is speechless for a moment. He figures at this rate, Flander is going to throw him a set of keys to any car in his garage, which is more than likely massive. But Tracy quickly decides that this thought is foolish and finally responds to the butler: "Mind telling me what room is the best?", Tracy asks. "Well sir, the one right in front of you is the best. It's got a balcony view, a hot tub. A plasma screen mounted in the wall. A pool table. It's own kitchen. A bathroom, and of course a rotating heart bed.", the butler tells Tracy. Tracy immediately opens the door to the room. The butler tells him to press the button by the door if he needs him furthermore.
..::..Getting Un-mustified!..::..
Tracy gets in the shower where his mind just boils with the hot shower:
Un-fucking believable. Who would have ever thought that this would happen? At least to me. I mean I crashed his car and he is going to help me with my career? I just can't believe this...
The rest of his shower; Tracy tries to accept the fact that this is not a dream. He gets out the shower, brushes his teeth, shaves, gets his hair right and then steps out back into his new room. He opens the closet and immediately grabs a white wife-beater, and some blue jeans, which is what he feels the most comfortable in. He puts his white d-rag back on his head, which is then followed by his black Saints hat. He never leaves anywhere without wearing something that represents his favorite team. He then puts on his all white Air Forces. He walks up to the door and presses the button. A butler then appears outside the door. The butler then takes him to an elevator. The butler then types in a few codes, and the elevator lets out the words "Access Granted: Now Headed to the Studio".
..::..The Studio & Tess and Flander Dating?..::..
The elevator stops and the doors open. Tracy steps out of the elevator and into the studio. Just looking at the studio, Tracy could tell that he couldn't afford a damn thing in it. Tracy walks into another room inside the studio and finds Flander sitting in the studio with a girl in his lap. They seem to be talking about something serious, and Tracy is trying hard not to eavesdrop, but can't help it. To rid his eavesdropping, Tracy says "I'm here, Flander." Flander and the girl look at Tracy. The girl looks madder than hell to be insulted, as she stares with wide-cut eyes at Tracy. Flander just looks stoned, and/or spooked outta' his mind. "You scared the hell outta' me boy.", Flander says.
"Unbelievable!", the girl says as she jumps out the chair and pushes a lamp onto the ground, causing it to break. "I didn't.. I didn't mean to interrupt. I..I'll be in the...", Tracy tries to say, but is finally cut off by Flander. "No, stay.", Flander tells Tracy, "Take a seat, right there." "Oh-HELL NO! We ain't done talking Flander.", the girl says with anger in her voice. "Baby, Tess, look you win. I'm sorry for smoking your weed last night. But I'm going to make it up to you, you'll see. Can I please get back to my work?", Flander asks the girl - which now appears to be his girlfriend, and if it's the Tess Bottom we all know, then it's Flander's old bandmate. "Okay baby. Sorry, I just get so stressed.", Tess begins to say, but is cut off. "We'll talk about it more at dinner tonight, okay? Now be safe. If you run across any trouble, call me. I love you.", Flander says as Tess walks out the door and yells "I love you!".
Flander looks over at Tracy; "Boy, your a lifesaver. I'm glad she hates to argue in front of people, or I would of never got her outta' here.". Tracy laughs. "So, you ready to start recording your new single yet Tracy?", Flander asks Tracy. Tracy nods his head, "Yeah.". Tracy waits for Flander to do something or say something. A few moments pass and Flander still hasn't said anything. His eyes are blinking slowly. "Flander.", Tracy finally says. "Huh. Yeah?", Flander says as he looks back at Tracy. "You alright? You look distraught about something.", Tracy says to Flander. "Well, we weren't really arguing about me smoking her weed. It was over something else... Something far more serious.", Flander tells Tracy. "Well, you wanting to talk about it?", Tracy asks. "Tracy, you wouldn't mind if we did this another time would you? I mean...", Flander tries to say to Tracy, but Tracy cuts him off. "It's alright. I understand. You need some time alone. That's cool. I mean, your doing this to help me out. The least I could do is give you all the time you need at a time like this.", says Tracy. "Thanks.", Flander says to Tracy. Flander then lays his head down on the studio table, and Tracy gets on the elevator to leave the studio.
Edited by user 03 March 2010 14:27:23(UTC)
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