forum "Well... that didn't work out." (OPEN)

Started January 11, 2021 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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Reed leaned out of the window of his father's van, flipping up his shades as Eric approached the van with Roxy. His brow furrowing with curiosity, he puts the shades back over his eyes, turning his body to see the girl from the driver's seat.
"Yo, Eric," he drawled, "who's the weird lookin' chick? I thought I saw…" he trailed off. I thought I saw her fall straight from the clear blue sky.

Roxy waved slightly, still extremely confused. "Hi. Don't know who the fuck any of you are, where the hell am I?" She asked, running a hand through her messy hair. "Because I don't think I'm supposed to be here."

Eric looked over at Reed, "I just came from the bathroom and I saw her dizzy on the floor. I think she's still high." He started to lift the speakers and the instruments into the truck, "I'm Eric. My buddy in the driver's seat is Reed Darwin, and the girl sitting next to you is the neighbor's 10-year-old daughter. What is your name?"

Reed shrugged at the girl. "You're in our van. I mean, I don't think you're supposed to be here either. Just remember to sober up before you skedaddle, yeah?"
He let his shades slide down just enough to show his jade green eyes, giving Eric a pointed look. He wanted to talk to him more privately, just in case the girl freaked out or something.

"No, I mean- Look, I swear, for the love of John, Paul, George, and Ringo, I'm sober. No weed, alcohol, nothing. I went to astral project in my room, and now I'm on the set for a deleted scene in The Dirt." She said, mildly exasperated. "Can you just tell me where the hell I am?"

Eric looks over again at Reed to confirm what Roxy said, "I think she is high. A deleted scene in the dirt? Dirt is on the ground! It's not going anywhere and there is nothing interesting about it." He closes the doors in the back of the truck and walked over to Reed to listen to what he has to say. "I don't think she's high or drunk but maybe she's a bit…" he looks over to see if Roxy was listening, "crazy."

He couldn't help but cackle at Roxy's words. "Astral what now? You're funny." Reed pushed his shades back up his wide nose, sticking his tongue out at her playfully. Then he turned to face Eric, chuckling and lowering his voice. "You say she's high and then you say she isn't in the same breath. Ah, whatever, I don't think so either, if she can speak in complete sentences like that. But," the amused smirk he had on his face faded. "I hope I'm not the one who's high. I thought I saw her fall from the sky just before you came out." Reed sighed, the smile returning. "But hey, maybe we're both crazy."

Roxy shook her head. "No, not that dirt, the Motley Crue biopic! It came out like, last year…" She took a deep breath, one hand coming up to fidget with her choker. "Look, can you please just give me a straight answer about where the hell I am?"

"Listen, princess. I don't know what part of America you are from, but you are in California right now." Eric said with some frustration. He sighed as he calms himself down, "at least this isn't worse than an actor being president. Can't wait to see what 'reforms' he has to people like me." He opened a glass Coca Cola bottle and started to drink from it, "Now thinking about it, Coke and Pepsi taste the same, to me at least."

Reed, though a little hurt from the sky remark being ignored, couldn't really blame Eric. Because really, it was crazy, right? No way, it must've been a trick of the light or something. He must've had nothing to say.
He sighed again. "Aw, Eric, you just had to go and bring that up. But I mean, yeah," he shrugged. "This certainly isn't worse than that." Then he straightened, furrowing his brow at his fellow band member. "No way dude, they're totally different. How can you not taste it?"
For a second, he'd forgotten about girl, but now he tilted his head in her direction. "Girl, what are you goin' on about? Hey, could you remind me what a biopic is? I'm dumb."