Dave stood in the shower, soaking under the hot water. It made him feel good...almost like a whiskey...rum...or tequila shot.
He couldn't keep his mind off alcohol, but this time, his mind split it's time between alcohol and Kyra. It was the weirdest thing,he couldn't remember doing it before. Except the time he'd seen Iced Earth live...then he couldn't decide who to think of.

But, this was nothing like having just seen a band live, this was something else. Something nearly foreign to Dave. He never usually thought about girls unless they were getting naked right in front of him. It was at that moment he realized how sleazy he'd really become. The only reason he'd communicate with women outside of the band was to fuck them.

"Wow...I'm an asshole...but..." Dave found a sickening sense in not being able to finish that sentence.
He just hoped Mel and Jack came home so they could get to talking about their next gig.

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