you're an all star, bradley!

[derrick]

there wasn't much time to waste. living a life like derrick, every second counted, for he could be dead the next. since it was impossible to be busy every day even for someone as sick as derrick, there were moments where he was forced to just relax. in all honesty, derrick didn't know the meaning of relax. he was constantly looking over his shoulder and checking his pulse rate. it was an usual habit, but one can never be too sure. if he even felt the slightest bit ill or hurting, he would have went straight home and called it a day. but he didn't feel anything of the sort. the only illnesses were the ones that were brewing in his body, unknown to him until disaster strikes. he tried his best to ignore the possible dangers of being here. he did not want this to be his final resting place, but he also felt the need to escape. being a rock star, it was almost impossible to get some alone time. even in the trailer, if it's not the band mates always interfering in his privacy, it's those damn paparazzi or a crazed fan that managed to escape from the security. the only safest place to be was backstage when there wasn't a show going on.

fortunately for derrick, it had just ended. well, about an hour and a half ago. though he did hate sometimes being pushed off stage at the end of a concert, he was relieved that they managed to clean up fast and leave within about twenty minutes after a show. it still amazed derrick how well this tour has been staffed. the workers usually clean during the concert, playing their music as background noise. boy does it make it easier for the rock stars to leave and have time for partying. usually derrick would be one of the first people to rush out of here and go party or do something exciting, but he decided to take it slow and linger a bit in the place that would soon become vacant. besides, who knew what kind of diseases he would catch from a party? he's been lucky not to catch mono from drinking sharing and kissing girls. he was doing himself a favor because the immunity to it was only temporary. he was no germaphobic, but he did his best to stay away from germs, fearing that they would make him sick.

he tried not to think about all the disgusting things to partying, making him almost not want to go anymore. derrick was getting tired of always worrying, it gave him wrinkles. still, he knew that if he wasn't careful, things would certainly go up in flames for him. sitting on the couch, derrick turned the television on. the good thing about this place was the millions of channels on the boob tube, plus the unlimited snack bar. derrick got up and looked at all the delicious sweets and snacks aligned for the performers and staff. he grabbed a plate of the most unhealthiest substances ever. cake, ice cream, cookies, and whipped cream. this was heaven, derrick thought. he jumped back onto the couch, laying across and placing the food dish on his stomach. he munched on the food as he watched television. though he enjoyed his relaxing break, he was getting a bit lonely. he wondered if anyone would come sneaking in here and find him on the couch. he hoped that if someone came, they'd be successful in keeping him entertained. television could only do so much.

on the other hand, he liked to be hidden. if anyone was looking for him, they would be looking all night. enjoying his piece of cake, derrick flipped through the channels until he found one somewhat interesting, mythbusters. derrick knew this show was redundant, but he enjoyed watching it anyways, always curious how the people on the show reenact certain myths. derrick felt completely fat, but he was content. all the worries about getting diabetes with the amount of sweets on his plate had seemed to vanish for a bit while he laughed at their failed attempts of proving pids can fly.

TAG: bradley (asho)
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MUSE:[/color] kiss me by new found glory
CLOTHING:[/color] too lazy xD
NOTES:[/color] sorry this is like the worst starting post ever! i'll do better next post i promise
CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]