Sorrow and Jacey joined the others. Quill looked at Sorrow especially. "What the fuck took you so long? I know Jacey barely knows what day of the week it is, but you should know better.'
"Having a bit of fun," Sorrow said. Her bandmates were like her family. She'd never mess with them...well, she would, but not much. Besides, they'd known her long enough to be fairly resistant to her tricks.
It was arguable who was the scariest of the group, Sorrow or Angelique. Sorrow was an anarchist, and Angelique was seemingly emotionless and obsessed with death.
They made the other three look tame by comparasion.
The band began the process of setting up for the night. They would need time to practice. What they had in common was they all liked the music.
