Coldsteel

Dusk groaned as she dragged herself off the couch. She had a hangover and didn't feel like functioning. She got herself a glass of water and than went back to the couch. There wasn't much she could do till she wasn't hung over so she sat on her couch for most the day.
Meanwhile Coldsteel was walking to the garage. He opened it up and grabbed a guitar. Even though he was the singer of the band it never hurt to work on his bass guitar. He knew Scourge was likely to quit and come back to the band as he had done in the past so he would probably need to play base when Scourge was gone. He texted Dusk and Mephiles asking if they wanted to come practice with him.
Coldsteel: Hey I was wondering if you wanted to practice in the garage with me?
Mephiles: no
Coldsteel: okay nothing personal
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Coldsteel: Hey I was wondering if you wanted to practice in the garage with me?
Dusk: I would say yes but I'm hungover
Coldsteel: Damn how much did you drink before me and Shad came?
Dusk: No comment
Coldsteel: fair enough, you know you can tell me if you need to right?
Dusk: wut?
Coldsteel: Were family, if you need to share anything I'm here okay?
Dusk:......no idea how to respond to that. Thx I guess?
Coldsteel: lol okay see you at practice next Friday.
Dusk: ok
Coldsteel laughed a little. Classic Dusk wouldn't tell anyone anything. He took down a bass guitar from the wall and started practicing. A while later his phone buzzed. He picked it up hoping it was Dusk saying she would come over and was feeling better. To his disappointment it was Scourge.
Scourge: Hey can I have that chick in our bands number?
Coldsteel: Wtf do you want her number?
Scourge: Bc I think she is hot af
Coldsteel: Nah I don't think that's a good reason to give you her number.
Scourge: Why the hell not?
Coldsteel: Ask her for her number Friday she is dealing with stuff today.
Scourge: Fine
Coldsteel put his phone down and when back to practicing. He knew that Scourge would continue to ask him till Friday. Coldsteel wasn't going to fold and give him the number. He normally wouldn't care and give Scourge the number. But the fact Scourge couldn't even call his cousin by her name was just sad. He didn't even know if Scourge had picked up that him and Dusk were related. He left the garage and decided he was going to go home and chill for the day. After a few hours at home his phone buzzed again and Coldsteel reluctantly looked at it thinking it was Scourge again. To his surprise it was Dusk.
Dusk: Hey, thx for being such a great cousin.
Coldsteel: No prob, I actually think of you like as sister
Dusk: I kind of consider you more like a brother.
Coldsteel: Feeling any better?
Dusk: I should be fine by tomorrow
Coldsteel: K, Scourge wants your number btw. He will probably ask you on Friday.
Dusk: Why the heck does he want my number?
Coldsteel: Apparently he thinks your hot.
Dusk: lol is he blind?
Coldsteel: No your generally good looking.
Dusk: lol nope
Coldsteel: So you going to give him your number?
Dusk: Probably not, someone has been giving my number to too many people as is.
Coldsteel: that's fair.
Dusk: Yah I'm tiered gn
Coldsteel: gn
Coldsteel ate dinner and went to bed he wondered how the next band practice would go with Scourge and Dusk.
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