won't be the same as last summer || SHRUGS

[RINA MASRI!]

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[STYLE=width: 390px; border-bottom: 25px solid #000000; background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; margin-top: -2px; font-family: sans serif; font-size: 12px; color: #666666; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]Rina hated, absolutely hated being the first one to the studio. It meant she could have better spent an extra few minutes in bed, getting in a little more time with Dylan (not, of course, that they were suffering for lack of time together). Pouting, she dropped her bag on the floor next to the couch and sat, pulling her phone out of her pocket and crossing one leg over the other as she checked her emails quickly. Her phone chimed cheerily, signaling the incoming emails and she scrolled down the list, tapping lightly on the screen to open an email from a woman who Rina had worked with during her research trip. Just as the email opened on her screen and she started to read the first few words of the email, the door opened again and she looked up curiously, grinning brightly when she spotted Max's familiar face. "Oh, hello Maxy!" Sure, Rina saw Max often enough but he was one of her best friends, tied only with Sabeen for the nearest and dearest, and seeing him never failed to delight her. Watching him settle on the couch next to her, Rina set her phone down on the arm of the couch, then turned slightly so her body was facing him. "What have you been up do? Tell me something interesting." She leaned on the arm of the couch, watching him with a smile. Complaints about not spending her morning in bed with the boyfriend aside, being with her bandmates was always a pleasure so she couldn't complain too much. "Sabeen and I were talking the other night, she suggested you've been out with girls." Rina laughed at the thought, before remembering the thing she'd meant to call Max about and had forgotten to. "Oh and while it's on my mind, I meant to call you this week and apologize for bailing on you and Sab this week. I got a call from my doctoral adviser asking me to sub in for her at this conference, Dylan tagged along. I thought I'd be able to make it to meet you two but I got held up and..." She shrugged. "Well, anyway, we'll go out the four of us another time to make up for it, alright?" Conversing with Max was only interrupted by Julian popping into the room. Rina raised an eyebrow at him."Well you're here at least. All the crazed fans hanging around the front door now? Get any panties flung at you today?" Rina asked with a laugh, knowing well the odd antics of some of Julian's more obsessed fans. Of course they were, it was well known how much of a crowd Julian drew. He, after all, was their front man and the focus of quite a number of the female fans who screamed and chased and completely lost their minds whenever they caught a glimpse of him. So of course there'd be a crowd of them hanging around the front door, making Rina doubly glad for the back alley entrance. "Poor Olly's going to have to wade through the masses to get in through the front." Standing, Rina snatched up her phone again, checking the screen for texts before putting it back in her bag and stretching her arms above her head, tilting her head from side to side. Her drums were already set up in her usual corner, drum sticks left balanced on top of the snare by the studio hands who had set the kit up for her a few days before. Before she could cross the room to get to her kit, the door opened and Olly came in. Again, Rina smiled brightly and then laughed as he mentioned Autmn hiding his shoe in the sandbox. "I'll forgive you this time but..." She looked around the room at the guys and then shook her head. "I should never be the first one in, I could have been in bed at least another twenty, thirty minutes and just got here now." Rina laughed again and then crossed the room, playfully bumping Olly as she passed him and went to settle behind her kit, picking up both her sticks in her right hand and setting them in her lap before going to fiddle with the hi-hat, pulling the stand a little closer until it was set just as she liked it, foot resting lightly on the petal. Testing it, she tapped the petal lightly a few times, listening as the cymbals made a quiet sound. Nodding to herself approvingly, Rina looked up at Olly. "Have much trouble getting in with all the fans out front?" She peered at him curiously. "And you need to invite us all over sometime soon, I've only seen Autmn once since I got back from my trip, we really ought to have a barbeque or something sometime soon." A drum stick in each hand, she lightly tapped the snare in a quick drum roll, then looked back and forth between Max, Julian, and Olly. "So boys, what's the plan for the day?"[/style]

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[STYLE=width: 400; font-size: 8px; text-align: center;]coded by amiss of BTN and OTE[/style]