Post by Junkrat on Mar 2, 2017 1:19:13 GMT
He'd never been to Vegas, he couldn't imagine why since it had all the kind of fun and adventure that he tended to enjoy, it just had never came up in his travel plans. He was beyond thrilled when he got the invitation for a show at one of the new clubs there. His career had been slow starting, music always was, but he'd managed to gather up a fairly strong underground following, who seemed charmed by his bubbly lyrics and the synthetic music that accompanied them.
It had taken him a while to work up the courage to add lyrics and singing to his music, and he owed being able to do that to his quickly deepening voice. It had only been six months since he'd begun fully transitioning, and the changes both in his physical body and his confidence had been fairly drastic. He was excited for meeting Zara for this reason too, she hadn't seen him since before, and he was eager for her to see him like this.
He craned his neck to see the name of the large, lavish hotel as he peeked at the paper with the place written down, matching the two and looking pleased. He'd been driving for what felt like hours, and he was stick of being in the car. He pulled into the parking lot and shot his sister a quick text to tell her that he was there before going to grab his bags from the back seat, hugging a little from the weight. He'd brought most of his equipment with him, and the stuff was most definitely not light weight.
He was puffing a bit by the time he got to the lobby, and set everything down to pull out his phone to send a text, 'hey wanna give me a hand, Muscles?' he slipped it back in his pocket before leaning back against the wall to wait.
It had taken him a while to work up the courage to add lyrics and singing to his music, and he owed being able to do that to his quickly deepening voice. It had only been six months since he'd begun fully transitioning, and the changes both in his physical body and his confidence had been fairly drastic. He was excited for meeting Zara for this reason too, she hadn't seen him since before, and he was eager for her to see him like this.
He craned his neck to see the name of the large, lavish hotel as he peeked at the paper with the place written down, matching the two and looking pleased. He'd been driving for what felt like hours, and he was stick of being in the car. He pulled into the parking lot and shot his sister a quick text to tell her that he was there before going to grab his bags from the back seat, hugging a little from the weight. He'd brought most of his equipment with him, and the stuff was most definitely not light weight.
He was puffing a bit by the time he got to the lobby, and set everything down to pull out his phone to send a text, 'hey wanna give me a hand, Muscles?' he slipped it back in his pocket before leaning back against the wall to wait.
