Meanwhile, Tom, Molly, and Amber had returned to Molly's hotel room, discussing the upcoming gig, unaware just how much all three of them had changed already...
Tom was the youngest of the group, despite fronting it. She seemed to grow more perky by the minute. The other members of the band tended to be a bit protective of her for that reason.
Molly was oldest of the group, and often spoke for them. Despite the fact it was Tom's name on the group, people who knew them often saw Molly as the leader/brains of the group.
And then there was Amber, who had mothering issues. She was always trying to take care of people, often to the point they took advantage of her. But no one hated her...well, maybe Death Pew, but that was another story.
"I wonder where the others are," Amber said. "I hope they aren't hurt, or sick, or something. I should call them," she said.
