It wasn't often that Deirdre chose to hole herself up in the tourbus instead of hanging around with the band during the day. But Thomas and Spectre were off being lovebirds and Deirdre had an essay due in next week. And while getting up at 5 in the morning did leave one a lot of time to study, she figured now was probably a good chance to get ahead. She was lounging in the tiny little dining room surrounded by books and her laptop. Flynn had taken quite a while to locate her as she wasn't by the catering table or goofing off with Timothy or Joasia. The tourbus seemed like a longshot, but it paid off. "Hey..." He said softly, ducking inside and approaching her slowly. "Am I...interrupting?"
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( Warnings )